Lava Lamp

September 24, 2020

A lava lamp, with the “blue” juice, in its bubbly phase.

Powered up the lava lamp for the first time since moving to New Mexico this evening. My honey somehow had never seen one live in all her years.

A lava lamp, with the “blue” juice, in its later, throbby stage.

“That’s pretty!” she said. Then she went back to swiffering up the dust from the painters patching our walls.