"When I was seventy-eight" she asked that I sit for her slippered piped and pullovered wearing a kindly smile I insisted these great furnishings of skin hang loose she snapped me nude and called it still life © 2008 Derek S Follow this link to comment

* This Week's Honorable Mentions: "For Now, He'll Lick the Sun" by S. Thomas Summers "When I Was Thirteen, You Took My Photograph" by Teresa White "When I was One Hundred and Thirty Five, You Took my Photograph" by Brenda Morisse "When I Was Four, You Took My Photograph " by Gary Blankenship

* Honorable Mentions are in no particular order.