The Warden, originally uploaded by darnlucky.

Beckett was pretending that he had me locked in jail when I took this photo. I told him that my cell was a little stuffy, and that the food was horrible. He is stabbing air holes into the wall of the imaginary cell here to give me a little more breathing room. But he stood firm on the grass clippings and water as my lunch.

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