3/365 – he sleeps on corduroy


sometimes i feel bad that i keep henry at work so late, but never more so than when his commute-nap ends up causing him bodily harm.

i’m also struggling with how to keep taking interesting photos on my rather crappy lame iphone 3gs camera. i don’t always feel like lugging my nikon D5000 around, but this just won’t do. struggling is too strong a word.

original photo here.