This is a portrait  of my friend, fellow gardener and  blog tutor, Mr. Mike. I plucked his  photos off the web, scrambled them  around in my computer and voila,  a multi- faceted  prismatic vision.

His witty and literate Blog  reports on Boston and the world at large according the Mennonno-sapien inner dialogue, a dialect of koo koo la roo.  
  
Mike has this deep  ballsy voice to match his hot body and he is liable to launch into steamy recounts of his sexploits which has this senior citizen riveted to the boy's every word.   

He has a tendency to shave or  cut  his hair and beard frequently so that I may be talking with him for a while thinking to my self, "hum, the kid looks sorta different" before I realize, "Oh yeah, it's the hair - beard -etc." His  black curly hair is kinda faboo when he allows it to make an appearance which is not often or prolonged.

His mother ( a very sweet lady)  was here visiting earlier this summer and she was threating to get Mike contacts so we could all see his dreamy eyes. He gave  her one of those , "Aw come on  Ma," looks. Needless to say he continues to lurk behind studious glasses but I agree with Mom, let's see um bro!