An Order of Nuts. Supersized Please.
I need to grow a set. I just passed up the most amazingly perfect photo opportunity, EVER, because it would have involved photographing a total stranger whom I think it would have been appropriate for me to ask his permission before taking photos.
Rutland has a "Capture the Heart of Rutland" Photography Contest. I am desperate to enter something. Actually you can submit three photographs.
I saw a man, in a dark suit sitting on a dark, closed for the night, store front step. He was a fuzzily bearded man. He sat there in the dark playing a cello. Yes, that's right a cello. Of all things! It would have been a beautiful shot. I know I could have got it just perfect.
Instead of asking the cellist, that is what he would be, right, if he would just play and allow me to take his picture, I turned my back and walked away. With the amount of sketch balls in the area lately the last thing I probably should be doing was that.
WHY OH WHY? Now I am kicking myself in the ass for not taking myself up on a prime photo opportunity.
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