Posted by Loulou on May 16, 2017 | 12 comments

The hunter, with infinite patience, regards her prey, unmoving, quiet as…well…a mouse, steadfastly planning intricate strategies with which to carry out the act of attack! The GW & B hunger (did I say that? I meant ‘hunter’) stays still as a glassy lake, still as early morning, still as only a GW & B hunter can stay still. ...