Sometimes when I feel windblown (deep down inside), I can only handle adding a bit of cute to my plate.  Thus, I gift you some cute:

Amazing colors, hair in the face.  Seems just right for a Friday–happy, but frazzled.  It also reminds me of something. 

Oh, hey!  It’s two camp counselors at the Golden Gate Bridge circa 2005.  Notice the hair blowing in the wind?  It’s like there’s a sharp drop in the land right there with a body of water nearby or something.

What is that?  No bridge, you say?

It’s there, I promise.