Soup soup. Making soup.

Bringing soup to my friend Coop.

I love soup and it is warm.

The air is cold on the farm.

Soup is the answer, soup is the key.

If soup was a king I’d bend the knee.

PRODUCT INFORMATION: Beneath the wicked moonlight, an artist doth conjure her wares and wards. A bewitchèd Halloween trinket, wrought to grace thy walls this haunted season, in coloured pencil and gouache upon wood. Each curious piece is sealed beneath a protective varnish, yet is best kept indoors, lest the elements lay claim to its magic.

Comes with a hanging twine