Saturday, June 6, 2015

Thirty-three

I was 33 when this was taken. It was in Lampasas, Texas. I was married at the time and it was taken by my wife, Cézanné. This was on our patio in 2007 and I think in September. I didn't own that dog and I never finished that book. The photo was taken by a digital camera we had and a print or two was made at Lampasas' Wal-Mart. After my wife and I split she snail-mailed me this photo and another with some notes written on the back. It was both melancholy and an unexpected pleasant surprise all at once. I scanned the print to have a digital copy. I like the picture because it is in the moment and carries a good story.

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