This is from the archives, about a year ago, in Tampa.

I saw Gwen sitting on a park bench, her toy poodle at her feet. Although she agreed to be photographed, she was not totally comfortable. After several shots, a car horn sounded and she left to get her ride. I think that she was a bit relieved to depart.

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There was a missed opportunity. The dog was the apricot color, and the tonal value was close to that of Gwen's hair. I had hoped that she would hold the dog next to her face.

Bob