I’d been at it for a couple of hours and I’d already taken plenty of photos but this fellow caught my eye. I watched him while he sat on a bench wiping his eyes with his handkerchief. I tried to frame him from afar, but didn’t like what I was getting.  He walked over to the wall above the Truckee River and stopped to take it all in. The light was beautiful, and I just had to wait to see. Maybe nothing would come of it. He stood there for a bit, and then he turned and began to walk away. And there it was.

It wasn’t until I got home and took a better look at the shot that I realized, I’d taken this fellow’s photograph before.