Orange-go-round

Nena had been knitting the same scarf for three years.  Four, if you must count the year she began and unraveled it three times before shoving it unceremoniously behind the couch with her toe (the second toe that is annoyingly longer than her big toe.  THIS is the toe, along with the wayward small toe, [...]

I have recently begun doodling a story, which for now I will call “Meander”.  I will share bits of it, in a very out-of-order fashion, here. Nena did not seem to be overly fond of Walter, a portly and polished potato of a man.  She expressed her disdain for him through tightened, scribbled lips.  She [...]