And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
one advantage to the high maintenance hair is she won't need a scarf to cover and protect those wonderful freckles on her face from frigid blasts of winter air
I like long, silken, red hair on an attractive woman as much as the next sane man, but as capt fast implies, "high maintenance". Half that long would be just as good, and far less neurosis-inducing.
Long ago and far away, I had a woman friend with long black hair, about the length of this lass'. She was absolutely gorgeous, and her hair shone like a river in the night.
Then she cut her hair, down to nothing.
OK, she was still the same person- but now she was just ordinary. Her beauty had been in her hair, and I wasn't actor enough to hide my dismay.
How I wish I had been! But that shocked me to my core, and she could see it in my face.
Reminds me of crossing a bridge in Vietnam when I witnessed a lady who had just washed her hair in the river, shake it out until coiled on the ground as she stood. It seemed like in one fell swoop she had it in a bun ensconced upon her head! :)
That mane would look great spread across my pillow.
ReplyDeleteI can think of a lot of erotic options, Bogside, but yes, that too.
Delete"Owwww! You're layin' on my HAIR!"
ReplyDeleteone advantage to the high maintenance hair is she won't need a scarf to cover and protect those wonderful freckles on her face from frigid blasts of winter air
ReplyDeleteI like long, silken, red hair on an attractive woman as much as the next sane man, but as capt fast implies, "high maintenance". Half that long would be just as good, and far less neurosis-inducing.
ReplyDeleteLong ago and far away, I had a woman friend with long black hair, about the length of this lass'. She was absolutely gorgeous, and her hair shone like a river in the night.
ReplyDeleteThen she cut her hair, down to nothing.
OK, she was still the same person- but now she was just ordinary. Her beauty had been in her hair, and I wasn't actor enough to hide my dismay.
How I wish I had been! But that shocked me to my core, and she could see it in my face.
Reminds me of crossing a bridge in Vietnam when I witnessed a lady who had just washed her hair in the river, shake it out until coiled on the ground as she stood. It seemed like in one fell swoop she had it in a bun ensconced upon her head! :)
ReplyDeleteDoes the carpet match the drapes ?
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