stop digging.
So I am.
I followed up this (which, you may recall, I was happy with):
With this (which I am decidedly not):
Hence the miniscule photo, ha ha.
I soldiered on, hoping it would come together ar some point (which often happens) but I have now admitted defeat.
Life is too short.
(On the other hand it has helped by pointing me in what I hope will be the right direction for another Brontë image).
... I hope.
Maybe just a break from it might help. By the way your small image ploy is a non starter as you can click on it to enlarge it.
ReplyDeleteI know - ssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
ReplyDeleteI went for a walk.
That always helps.
There were an awful lot of potholes along the road. There's a metaphor in there somewhere.