The VeloDrone was happy with the way his sketch had turned out. He reached for his coloured pencils. What colours made up the sea today? Blue, green and grey, the colours of a Queensland Blue pumpkin. He knew that because he had recently seen a Queensland Blue pumpkin.
He looked again at the sea. Suddenly he froze. Could it be, surely not, that woman again? She was walking along the shore with the same man she'd sat next to at the Bakehouse Theatre, and she was looking at the pieces of coconut.
She was not as interested in the coconut as she seemed. She was thinking of pumpkins. The sea is the colour of a Queensland Blue pumpkin, she thought. The ripples on the sand are like bumps on a pumpkin skin. She too, that morning, had reached for her coloured pencils. She too had chosen blue, green and grey, although not in that order. She had been colouring eight tiny pumpkins that she had drawn with a ballpoint pen and cut out with awkward large scissors one at a time to stick inside a birthday card she had made for her mother.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
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