Tonight while I was practicing the violin and moaning about the cold weather, my son took some pictures of me. The light wasn’t great, but I figured I should show off my new hairdo. (Now I realise it looks quite a bit like the picture in my profile. It just seems different to me because I had it so short before.)
When Rox comes to photograph my wall (take note Rox), I’ll get him to take a good shot of my hair. I can’t believe how vain I am about this haircut. Mostly I think I’ve needed a distraction from the drastic change in temperatures – as Annie said in the comments to my last post, it is time to start thinking music and say adieu to my wonderful Heavenly Blue Morning Glories – sob, sob!)
I also wanted Granny Fiddler to check out my violin – it is a violin that my father received when he was 8-years-old. He is now 82 so his $8.00 Eaton’s catalogue present has held up well.
This is one of my only photographs with some of the fish visible. Soon they will be coming indoors, though I can usually leave them till late September/early October.