 winter morning - the dishevelled hair of my neighbour |
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She is about 65 and I meet her often on my morning walk up the hill to get the newspaper. Me in my checkered pajamas and her ... well, you see above a gentler version of it.
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Oh what fun this ku is !
ReplyDeleteThe disheveled hair is keen expression.
sakuo
Gabi
ReplyDeleteIt was like a Christmas present! Lovely!
P.