ink & watercolour illustration, 7" x 8" [18 x 19.5cm]
We've had quite a deluge in the last 24 hours or so, making it the wettest summer we've had for six years. Tanks are overflowing. Washing is hanging limp and steadfastly refusing to dry in spite of the washing line being under good cover, and repeated threats of tumble-drying from yours truly. And my Closet Camels have grown a second hump and left in search of a nice stretch of desert.
This old place with its confusion of styles is as confusingly named Casa Del Mar, in spite of being near the Brisbane River, not the sea. Let's hope poor drainage doesn't turn their yard into a swimming pool to further confuse the Gods of House Names.