I was looking though my old photos from around my birthday looking for a picture of me when I came across this picture of my friend Sam. The man’s a good writer, and a budding blogger. Check him out.
I had taken it though the dirty glass at a cabin in the mountains, covering his working figure with a haze of mountain dirt. Somehow, I still very much like this photo.
Only thing missing is.. a pipe in his and a pistol on the table. Am I right, Sam?
Muses have been known to hang out in gun barrels. Thanks for the pic.