Tuesday, December 7, 2021

A Little Sprout

Back to begin again with a Gizmo classic...

    Old man Gizmo seems to have half of the garden buried in his geriatric fluff, no matter how much brushing and combing is perpetrated upon his rickety person. I think he's managed to become one with the universe by becoming his own doddery eco system.... One thing is certain - he'll not run out of bio fuel (/toxic waste - point of view depending....)
 
Another lunch tin doodle for hubby.
 

 
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