My attempt at a daily photograph showing something about me, my fellow inmates, and our natural habitat. May or may not include photos of people; I am still pondering opening that door.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
As He Lay Dying ...
... my dad asked me how I usually style my hair, which had grown long since the last time he'd seen me. I told him I often wore it in a ponytail, as I had in his favorite childhood photo of me. He didn't comment; he just smiled.