The opposite of this thread would have been when I was almost permanently stuck to my camera on the taxi ride from Bangkok airport to my hotel. The original number of pictures on the 30km/90 min ride was around 150, but it is now closer to 50 after some deletion.
I had my camera with me this morning, but would have had a wreck if I'd chased down the guy I saw riding a bicycle down a hill in the opposite direction. He was not holding on to the handlebars and was talking animatedly on his cell phone. It would have made a great shot!
I happened to look out my window this afternoon (while uploading photos to my computer, thus no camera) to see that a police officer, who had stopped a car in front of my house, had called for back-up help. I looked a little closer since officers don't typically need backup for a routine traffice stop. What I observed was the second officer and the driver of the car communicating in sign language. They talked for about ten minutes and the cop seemed to do a pretty good job. I used to know a little sign language and recognized a few words here and there, though the officer was doing a lot of finger spelling. It was pretty cool and I was impressed at the officer's skill. The driver seemed a bit agitated at first, but the more they talked the more they seemed to come to an understanding. They ended their conversation with the driver complimenting the officer and they shook hands.
In the meantime, another official vehicle, with "canine horse patrol" written on both the side and back, stopped in my driveway and a female officer dressed in police riding attire - riding boots, pants, and shirt - got out to talk to the first policeman about something that seemed unrelated to the traffic stop. I have no idea where she'd left her horse and trailer.
I think that too K2 every time I drive past a huge building project in the centre of Hereford city. As I stop at the lights I fumble for my camera and just as I reach it ....the lights change.
The old and very ugly cattle market that was previously sited here has been demolished and a brand spanking new retail centre is being built . As you might imagine this has evoked mixed response. I for one am hugely looking forward to having some new shops and more importantly a modern cinema with comfortable seats and more than one screen !
Fortunately it is being recorded really well on Facebook Via photos , comments, web cam and videos showing before, during and eventually
Dammit, in the same category as "me with no camera" tonight I was confronted with "memory card full"!
Entirely my fault, because I knew I should have downloaded my previous photographs before going out again. So if by any chance anybody notices a "firemen's ball" thread in the coming days, one should not be surprised if it is shorter than it should be.
I do typically have my camera with me on the drive to work, but there is one sight I am unable to photograph, though it's something I see almost daily.
A gray haired gentleman, possibly in his late seventies/early eighties, speed walks each morning and I pass him on my way to work while I'm driving in an area where I absolutely cannot stop to take a picture. During the hotter months he has his t-shirt off and tucked into his jogging shorts so it hangs down behind him. He also wears jogging shoes and socks.
So, no shirt, jogging shorts, tennis shoes, socks......and he is READING FROM A LARGE BOOK. Academic TEXTBOOK sized. He carries the open book in front, using one hand, and appears to read while he walks very fast down the sidewalk. Last week it was quite dark during his walk, but no problems. He clipped a little light to his book!
This morning when I passed him, back in the daylight because we changed our clocks over the weekend, I noticed he was wearing a shirt and long pants to help ward off the cooler weather we are having, BUT he was still walking along and reading that big, heavy book.
A twist on the no-camera frustration: I was in the zócalo the other day with my camera. There was a huge contingent of people from all over the state demanding more support for their areas. It was a cornucopia of photo-ops -- traditional clothing, wonderful varieties of faces, people waiting, people interacting -- but I felt it would be too rude and intrusive to take pictures.
I would love to make a photo report concerning the lines of undocumented refugees around the corner from my apartment every day at the assistance centre, but there is no way that I would ever allow myself to do so. However, I do plan to sneak a general view of the queue from a distance one of these days.
a couple of weeks ago i visited my aunt for her birthday. she lives in potsdam, but i had never been to her place before. well, as agnes got tired after a while, my cousin suggested a little walk in the park, so i could have agnes sleep in the sling. turns out my aunt lives just around the corner of park sancoussi. and it was a really beautiful autumn day with lots of bright yellow leafs and blue sky and sunshine, so i saw many great picture opportunities. but no camera ...
Are you on medication? Did you do something really bad in a past life?
This pales in comparison with Htmb's trauma missed photo-op, but still a shame not to have had my camera with me ~~
A couple of days ago I was in a paved public area with my dogs, who were off leash. There are some very large raised planters there with trees & bushes in them. Harley was in a planter facing off to the boles at the base of a big tree, growling and lunging forward, then scampering backward. I could see there was something stuck between two boles. As I got closer, I thought it was either some kind of purse with beads & stuff hanging off it or maybe an art work. It was reddish and the fringe-looking parts seemed to have colored beads on them.
It was a very large empty lobster head stuck upside down in the base of the tree!
Saw something really great on Valentine's day & didn't have the camera.
Went with the dogs to a shady small park with lots of seating, most of which was occupied by couples. There was the usual paraphernalia associated with the holiday -- roses, stuffed animals, etc. I noticed that each woman in a couple was licking a heart-shaped lollipop & assumed some vendor had gone through with them. But no.
When I got to the end of the park, two young women came along the sidewalk. They were dressed normally, but had their heads wrapped ninja style, with just the eyes showing. One woman was holding up a poster & the other was carrying a large cloth bag. As they approached a couple, they'd stop & the poster would be held up. It said: No seas la mujer de la vida, sino de la tuya. (idiomatically: "Don't be the woman of his dreams, but of yours.") Then the bag holder would give the woman a piece of candy.
Psst bixa, you are missing a word: No seas la mujer de la vida
As for me, I'm really going to have to get one of those camera things. Always didn't get one because I didn't want to be distracted from working on my painting.
But yet again tonight, the arrondissement did one of their heroic snow cleanings. There are huge trucks rumbling by (to collect the snow), snow-scraping ploughs for the streets and little ones called chenillettes for the sidewalks/pavements. One has to be very alert and jump out of their way, and yes, they have killed people.