Well, sort of. Mel and Lally and I got a little sidetracked when we discovered this deliciously colorful chalk still hidden deep in the recesses of the trophy (on display in the community kitchen area) awarded in Friday’s scavenger hunt.
So the three of us grabbed the chalk and went to town, as they say, on the front steps of our office, everyone else having already left the office for the day. Squatting over our artwork like little kids, scribbling and scrawling in the almost-summer evening air. . .
Sometimes the path to creating a magazine is a winding one.