Holding a book with one hand and patting your own back with the other can be a little challenging. But I do like what caught my eyes in a thrift shop. A very dusty couple of ladies with a blob of molten wax sitting in between them. I had to bring them home.
I scraped the wax off, wiped the ladies spanking clean, seated them on the window with some books. And placed a little planter between them.
And I even think both of them went off in chorus – thank you for bringing us home.
You are very welcome, ladies.