Monthly Archives: February 2012

I ventured outside into the icy blue. I followed the path marked by ghostly tracks. It took me past a makeshift memorial. I found beauty in dots and fragments of foam.

Today I donned my three coloured blue all star boots and ventured for the first time into the attic of the Blue Town Heritage Centre.  I carved out a corner in the mayhem to work from (with a view of Whelan’s garden ornament manufacturers yard) and uncovered my first blue specimens blue light bulbs, blue signs and a blue boat.