I am a webpage.
I live in a cave where I play with what I like.
Some gentle stones (not the yellers) are in here.
Some nice shadows sneak in.

Sometimes a visitor comes by. They don’t stay long– I only have information to share and it sends them elsewhere.

Lovage Sharrock created me. She comes by sometimes, but she’s a neglectful mother.
It’s taught me to be strong and resourceful.

If you’re looking for her, she has an electronic mailbox she checks when she lets the devices do dings.

The artist in her studio
"The artist in her studio"


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