Long ago, Ikea sold wooden cheese boards that I seized with joy and promptly painted.
I love the green grapes and I am fond enough of the others too, but what was I thinking when I painted the strawberry leaves? Everyone knows strawberry leaves come as a three-some, like clover only bigger and toothier. Somehow that detail seems a glaring mistake and so I have hung the pictures in my dimly lit entry, way at the back by the closet we seldom use. Perhaps I should pick up a paintbrush and make things right but then what would I hang in their place?
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