And . . .
The moon was just a sliver in the Eastern sky as I rode toward Downtown. It was beautiful. I pulled over to try and get a photo. As I'm trying to make the a photo, a guy comes out of the house I'm parked in front of. He has shoes in his hands and starts pounding them together like I would if I was trying to get mud off the soles. He notices me and stops. He stares at me. I point toward the sky, "The Moon," I yell. He laughed, shook his head, gave his shoes a couple more pounds, and then went back in. It's moments like these when I'm particularly glad I ride to work.
The photo? I suspected none of them would turn out. I was right. It was too dark and I didn't have the right camera and . . . and . . . and . . .
Here's the best of them.
It's blurry and the moon is little more than a smudge. Today the reward was in the process not the product. Most things are.
- 41F/5C and clear for the ride to work.
- 63F/17C and clear for the home ride.
That guy probably chuckled about you for awhile. He may even have shared that story with a friend. :^)
ReplyDeleteI like smudgy photos, too. It's how it looks when you see it as you go about your day. It's not studied, it's not still. It's in motion just as we are.
I suspect he did tell some people about the guy on the scooter taking photos of the moon.
DeleteI wonder why he shook his head at you looking at the moon. File it under things people take for granted because it is always there.
ReplyDeleteIt is so easy to take things for granted. I think the biggest gift riding to work has given me is a much greater appreciation for the everyday stuff life is made up of. Before, I mostly zoomed by in a hurry to get where I was going and missed where I was.
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