Eyes down, eyes ahead, passing swiftly filled with dread….seeing nothing.
Today is terrible–cold, rainy and seriously depressing. Going down Beacon Street to get a cup of coffee, Sarah’s yellow umbrella was the only cheerful thing I saw.
I apologize for being so cynical but the news of late is so damn awful. It’s too bad this nice street shot had to be given such a gloomy title but that’s just the way I currently feel.
I know that starting the new year off this gloomy isn’t a great idea but, as I was walking across the Boston Common today, I took this close-up photo of a figure swathed in dark fur, peering out gloomily at the world. While trying to think of a title for this image the scarey uncertainty of next year presented itself and it seemed appropriate.
I guess I’m still suffering from some sort of existential gloom today. I do like this photograph nonetheless.