woyww- a trail of destruction

I know most of you would not be able to tell the difference between my normal creative chaos and this

a maelstrom of mess, (this after two hours of recovery activity)

I was awakened by the sound of thunder and screeching animals.  I came downstairs to find the entire contents of my desk on the floor, my little hound had got a power lead (left dangerously dangling from my table - secured to the table by being wrapped around and under everything of any weight) wrapped round his leg and ran through the house terrified of the art supplies attached to his tail, I am trying to retrieve some semblance of my 'organised chaos' - I may be some time,  I keep finding 'findings' in the garden!

 

see you at you desk in a bit,

 

dx