I actually did have a camera with me, but my lens wasn't long enough to get a good capture of the mama alligator across the prairie canal. I kept thinking there was something more to see, but was unable to tell there were at least two tiny alligator babies resting on her tail until I zoomed in on my computer screen.
This alligator was off a good distance from the big brutes. It was about six feet long and was lying in the sun soaking up some rays. The babies were up on top of her tail, which I suppose was a very safe place to be. Not only were they offered better protection from the other gators, which would have eaten them, but also kept safe from the nearby egrets and herons.
I missed a shot the other day for which I will never forgive myself. I now live mere steps from my market and needed one item, so just zipped over there with my coin purse and no camera. What did I see going into the market ahead of me? It was a short stocky man in a navy t-shirt & blue jeans tucked into white shrimpers boots. He appeared to have no head as he was staggering under the weight of the half a cow he was carrying. It was of course skinned & had no legs, but the rib cage hid most of his head as it draped over his shoulder with all the meat hanging down his right side almost to the ground.
After almost 10 years living in Bangalore, today was the first time I saw the High Court and State Parliament. Also went by the main city park after many, many years. It's a really green and pleasant area with good architecture so am a bit sad that I didn't take my camera.
Returning home from the nursing home, I saw that a huge rainstorm had just ended but the sun was shining as the last raindrops fell. Obviously there was an absolutely outstanding rainbow, but no camera in my pocket.
On the way out to dinner tonight we passed the most beautiful hawk perched on the ground where it seemed to trapped a small prey. It was about four meters off the roadway and looked almost as large as an eagle. I had no camera, though did have a cell phone, but there was so much traffic behind us there was no way to stop.
I actually had a camera on my cell phone and seriously considered taking a photo of young Tyrone as he stood in front of me at the barbeque take-out window placing his order. His trousers were sagging way south of where they should be, showing just about all of his Fruit of the Loom covered backside. Just as he completed his order he hitched up his britches so he wouldn't trip over them as he walked away.
That 'style' has almost completely disappeared in France. I hadn't even thought about until until I saw a kid dressed like that the other day and realised that it was the first one in at least a year. Three or four years ago, when I would climbs the stairs of my metro station, there would always be 3 or 4 guys in front of me who had to pull on their trousers every 3 steps to keep them from falling off.
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.
I finally got a picture. This was the best opportunity I've had in two years, though I only saw him with just enough lead time to grab my phone and snap.
Last night I caught the bus to Vancouver with a most unusual gentleman. Well, I have to call him a gentleman because he was dressed in full late-Victorian garb, complete with bowler hat, a beard and a pocket watch chained to his waistcoat. And he was on aluminum crutches, dragging a rolling suitcase and clutching an iphone. It perplexed me because it wasn't any sort of cosplay that I could see, and it wasn't over the top or even dandyish by the standards of the late 19th century, he was just dressed as some middle-class English guy on his way home from his clerk's job. I asked if he was going home or just visiting Vancouver, and he said, "Oh, going home", so I guess we Canadians get to claim him. Huh. I probably could have snapped him with my camera, but I felt it would be an affront, somehow, because he didn't seem to be needing or wanting attention. Weird.
A couple of days ago I was walking my dogs on a city sidewalk when I spied a pickup truck parked across the street. In the bed was an large male goat on a short lead. He was pulling down the branches of the tree overhanging the truck so he could eat the leaves. Of course I didn't have the camera, so couldn't snap the goat nor my dogs straining in unison on their leashes toward the big interesting animal.
Wouldn't you know, the one time - the ONLY time - I have been out on the streets of Paris without a camera, or even a cell phone, I came across a photo-worthy scene on rue de Rivoli. As I exited the metro I could see two young women ahead of me all dressed up like sexy version of "Little Bo Peep."
I missed quite a few photos over the weekend because it was "Japan Expo" for 4 days out at the Parc des Expositions in Villepinte and Gare du Nord was teeming with people looking just like all those ridiculous costumes that they wear on The Big Bang Theory. This thing apparently gets more than 200,000 visitors, many in costume.