Soaked Letters

On Thursday night, 1/8/1013, I came home from a walk with my dog and found a note addressed to me. I went inside and opened it. It was a message from my neighbour, India. She was inviting me round on the next day. I decided to make a letter for her so I sat down and started to draw and doodle and scribble about. On the Friday morning, before I left for India's house, I got a glass of water and put it down. I must have put it on a pen or something because it spilt all over the letters...

I had to mop up the floor, table and chairs and let  the letters dry

 

India never got her letter. Oh well...

A true story.

Tala, from MagicHamaFarm