From the unpredictable days,
through sunshine, wind & rain,
as heat moves slowly through the air,
to form somewhat of a summer,
A journal has emerged.
I watched it form,
take shape as I scoured my buckets and old treasure houses for a piece of leather,
which would suffice.
Being a Libran I'm known to be rather indecisive,
or quite particular when it comes to creating.
I simply had to find the appropriate leather,
to say what I wanted to say.
I just got a year older,
and well, I would like to think that the lines that appear on my face,
are from all the smiling I've done,
up until now.
So, after I discovered this delicious piece of leather which came from the same wallet as The Journeyman and also Mr. Camel Doodler, I was happy that I could actually,
make a decision.
I got out the museum polish and worked this piece of beauty to resurrect some sure fire smiles from years of traveling - I wondered where this wallet had been,
who had handled it,
how much money it contained,
if it contained money at all...
and Smile Lines was born.
Some years after I was, but on the same day.
A special little book,
waiting for a friend.
I think I even saw,