Day 89—When You Smile

This guy, a bodyless fake-rock head nestled in among the azaleas in my entry way, always makes me smile when I open the door. He faces the doorway so I can enjoy him and he smiles pleasantly to my guests as they leave. As I look at him, he kind of reminds me of my Dad. Hmmm. Until this very moment, I never saw the connection. It must be the nose!

35mm lens
ISO 200