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.
It’s strange who we are drawn to and what appeals to us? I have started to think I know people I see in the street only to find I captured there images at one time or another!
Nice image though Carissa
Hope you are well?
Regards
Bob
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We are doing very well, Bob. I hope you and yours had a lovely Christmas.
I suspect this gentleman makes a regular habit of walking the river, and I just happened to be there at the right time on both occasions.
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All good thank you Carissa.
Speak again soon my friend
Bob
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I know that feeling……lost in thought! Another great image of everyday life
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Thank you, David.
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I love it when that happens. I have a whole group of images of people I run into periodically over the years. It’s weird how you can cross paths with the same person like that. I call those people my guardian angels. I don’t know why! Happy New Year to you! Thanks for being a regular reader of my blog, I always appreciate your insightful commentary.
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Happy to you as well. And the pleasure is all mine. Your work is fascinating. Thanks for stopping by!
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loved the mood and timing 🙂
Wishing you a fabulous 2014 🙂
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Thank you!
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