Sitting in the warm fall afternoon sun will do this to anyone!
The wonderful thing about living in the city is you never know what you’ll come across when you peer around the next tree trunk. I think this may be a hobbit but I can’t be sure.
There are times when getting too close to someone who knows I have a camera makes me a little nervous. That said, getting an almost painterly quality to a street shot makes the slight risk worthwhile.
On a busy street still as stone; calm and quiet; not alone.
Today, getting the paper, I came across this man sitting in the sun and savoring his early morning coffee. There’s a nice division here. On the left side of the pillar is the often constricted nature of our local neighborhood and on the right is a contented gent gazing peacefully out at the passers by.
It’s almost surreal.
There is of course no way of knowing this man’s life story. However, his expression, his long white beard, the kids run running in back of him and the Massachusetts State House in back of them provide plenty of material to make up a good one.