Well, it’s hard for me to think about anything but my book right now. So that’s where my stream of consciousness is at the moment. There is mention of hair in the book. My stream branches off to a particular scene in Chapter 1 when I first meet him. It was 1971. His hair was long in the back, almost over the collar, but tucked behind his ears, because his father wouldn’t let it cover his ears. But later, he must have not cared as much, his father, I mean, because in the photo Caroline took of us – the photo I’m using for the book cover – shows it longer. Was it David Cassidy, or Bobby Sherman, who had this kind of hairstyle back in the 70s?
I resisted the urge to edit this photo to focus on the hair. But doesn’t the fringe on my poncho look like hair? Maybe not. I’m looking for a poncho like that to do a retake of the photo.
My hair was redder in the 70’s. Now, the red is fading – just when I’m starting to appreciate being different. In my childhood, I was called, “carrot top,” or “red-headed woodpecker.” I didn’t like being different. But now, I know red heads are rare. I’ve heard red heads are becoming extinct, but I don’t believe it. And that thing about the temper, that’s not necessarily true. I have very little temper compared to most people. I tend to cry sooner than rage. But I haven’t cried much over the past few years, except lately when my father died, but I know he is happy with mom who was also a red head.
I’ve cried tears of joy more than tears of sadness of late, for my true love nurtures my heart’s desire. When I saw him again after 39 years, his hair was short and silvery on the sides. My father liked that he had short hair. I’m glad my father got to meet him again and to know that he turned out to be a good man worthy of his rare red-headed daughter.
And speaking of the 70s, I just can’t resist adding this trailer from the movie, Hair.
FYI, on an unrelated note to hair, the new header photo is one I took of the painting I did for the back cover of the print version of Trust the Timing. Dogs are a big part of our story. When we got married, we had 5 dogs between us. That’s a lot of dog hair. 🙂
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February 4, 2017 at 10:35 am
Reblogged this on Loving Me, Too and commented:
I finally love my hair.
February 4, 2017 at 12:31 pm
I love red hair too x great post x much love barbara x
February 4, 2017 at 6:27 pm
Thanks, Barbara! xxx 🙂
February 4, 2017 at 4:17 pm
Red hair has always fascinated me! There is no one version of it 🙂 And I loved the header picture – I was planning on asking you when I saw you actually painted it. Lovely 🙂
February 4, 2017 at 6:32 pm
Thanks, Praj 🙂 The painting was quite a project. I felt nervous about painting the dog silhouettes, wanting them to be just right, but then realizing they don’t have to be perfect. They do look like the five dogs we had when we got married. We’ve lost three due to old age, so I wanted to remember them this way. The two we have left are the coon hound barking up the tree and the little mutt on the left.
February 4, 2017 at 5:06 pm
If you can’t find a poncho, we can sew one. It shouldn’t be too hard.
February 4, 2017 at 6:35 pm
I hadn’t thought of that. Thanks, Linda! I’ll look around for the fabric and a pattern. I haven’t sewn that much in years, but you’re right. It shouldn’t be that hard, especially if I can use someone’s sewing machine.
February 4, 2017 at 9:26 pm
That’s a nice photo. It’s funny about hair styles and how society had definite opinions about how long a man’s hair should be. The hair on our heads is such a big issue in life for men and women.
February 5, 2017 at 7:51 am
You’re right. So much time and money spent on hair! What’s inside our heads matters more. An X boyfriend (post divorce) criticized that I hadn’t changed my hair style since high school. That’s not entirely true because now I part it more on the side than in the middle, but SO WHAT? That’s why he’s an X among other reasons.
February 5, 2017 at 9:14 pm
Yeah, what was he, a hairdresser? 😀
February 7, 2017 at 7:45 am
No, but he had a lot of opinions, and didn’t mind sharing them, to put it nicely. 😉
February 4, 2017 at 10:30 pm
I think it’s more Bobby Sherman than David Cassidy.
February 5, 2017 at 12:58 am
Yep. I think you’re right. 🙂
February 5, 2017 at 12:48 am
Oh…JoAnna! I don’t know where I’ve been but I am so sorry for your loss. I know I have not been present very much, but is it alarming to know that I missed such an important moment in your life. Please forgive me, and accept my condolences.
On a lighter note, I just LOVE the photograph of your young love…WOW!!
Sending warm thoughts and wishes for peace ❤ ❤
February 5, 2017 at 12:55 am
No apology necessary, and of course you are forgiven. I know how life is! My Dad is with Mom now, and that’s where he’s wanted to be for years. Peace, love, and hugs, to you my friend. ❤️
February 5, 2017 at 1:34 am
Thank you dear friend. I am certain they are together and so very happy! Hope this Saturday afternoon is shining on you ❤
February 5, 2017 at 6:06 am
I’ve heard that the redder the hair the more it fades. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it does seeeeem that way. No worries, it’s supposed to add light to our aging faces, which is supposed to be more flattering. I don’t know, but it seeeeems that way 😉
February 5, 2017 at 6:21 am
Mine seeeeems to be fading to a red/dark blonde with grays that blend in, so I guess that is lighter. No worries. 🙂 Change is one thing we can count on.
February 5, 2017 at 6:27 am
Absolutely. No worries.
January 27, 2018 at 2:25 pm
My Mom had auburn hair and I have a little red in my own hair. I like how your hair looks, JoAnna.
I had two ponchos but they were mainly red plaid. Not too much white in them like the one you display here. I hope you will find someone close to where you live who has a similar poncho. I would try thrift shops and other resale shops. I’m so glad you found your lost love! Now, you are together and found each other. 💕
January 27, 2018 at 8:01 pm
Thank you, Robin. You never know what surprises are waiting, in ponchos or good partners. 😉