Sunday, June 26, 2011

Almost cut my hair

It wasn't the hair I was worried about - This is obvious to the onlookers as I allowed a seven year old to cut it - it was the beard I had concerns over. It survived the seven year old shearing.

Had I done it I would look a little different on top but he insisted and I like to encourage - so I am closely cut and all the scars on my head from years of flying through windshields, hitting pavement (M/Cycle) and one golf club to the top, are now showing.
I am not loved for the scars but because I managed to grow despite them.

Cold all night due to blanket in wash. White summer blanket used when I was younger now barely covering my shoulders to shoes, pulled taut between and wrestled within for some semblance of insulation. I did not wish to awaken my lover so I didn't get close enough to prod the embers of my outer layer.
From the mind of at
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2 comments:

  1. Alan (with hair)June 26, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    Must give two thumbs up to your boy's shearing job. You are a brave man. Even at 15, I don't think that I would let mine near me shears.

    I love the idea that scars can promote growth.

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  2. Pat TillettJune 26, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    It looks to me like he did a good job.
    Each scar, a badge of honor...
    David Crosby, yeah?

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