This is my guitar. The one I photographed a few days ago is one I inherited. Mine alone does not make a particularly interesting picture. But as with many aspects of our relationship, when combined with his, it gets better. There is a story to be told there, whether through pictures or through words. So I post this picture tonight in honor of the great storyteller and photographer
Kathryn Tucker Windham and I promise to, somehow, tell the story.
1 comment:
Beautiful. Like you.
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