Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Wig Duties

It was time to go to 3rd Street for a wig check.  Last time I'd gone by, in March, it was still hanging in (or on) there, on a fence near Staples, its locks glossy as the first day I'd glimpsed them, all the way back in October '10.  On the way to 3rd, my mood was a little tense.  Surely it couldn't survive forever, but if it was still there, it would seem like a good omen. 

From a distance, I couldn't tell.  I would have to fight my way through summer foliage. 


















I was not disappointed! Sheltered under a green canopy, the wig looked as good as ever. 


















All praise to the gods for this symbol of constancy.

2 comments:

Marty Wombacher said...

Ha ha ha! Nice to see something that's staying in place! Quite a hair-raising experience!

Goggla said...

Ahaha! Oh, man, I've been wondering about this wig -so glad to see a survivor!