In the summer time, when it's really hot and there's lots of flying-ant-things circling any light source in the house, bunny's bother and sister took the oldest and thinnest comforter with its separated cotton lumps, hide underneath it and held it up with our limbs against the ceiling light. Surrounded by darkness, and giggling siblings, we can see the light above shinning through the broken cotton, and it was our own starry night.
2 comments:
Ja,ja that was cute. Your work is full of feeling, it's nice. I like your observational sketches too.
Wow thanks Ricardo! :D
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