Wednesday, March 23, 2022 Busted

I still bring my camera with me often when we go on walks. I want to be ready to take a photo if I see something that interests me. Not long ago, we were walking past a little swampy area filled with cattails and I noticed an overturned white plastic chair with a large green ball under it. Click.

We continued down the path and I was enthused by a puddle of running water near the edge – the ice is melting and spring is headed our way! Click.

We were approaching a fairly large puddle in which were some delightful reflections and I was getting ready to take a photo when I noticed a woman coming toward us, so I held off, always reluctant to take photos when people are nearby for fear they might think I’m surreptitiously taking their photo.

“Hi,” she started out in a friendly manner, “My neighbor is wondering why you were taking photographs of their house.” Oh dear… We got it sorted out as I was able to reassure her that it may have appeared that way, but I mostly take photos of plants and puddles and such. I hadn’t even noticed that there was a house somewhere in the background of the chair.

I’ve often thought that if I saw someone standing near my home with a camera more or less pointed in the general direction of my house, I would find it creepy. Now I know that I’m not alone.

We had a pleasant conversation with that lady. Her neighbors were elderly and so she volunteered to walk over and ask me about it, which I thought was very nice. We should all have such wonderful neighbors.

I’ll probably delete this this in the morning and – oops, gotta go!