Often after I post a vacation photo on my blog, someone will ask, “Is that you in the photo?”
I’m trying to imagine how that would be possible. I suppose I could bring a tripod to the beach, shove it into the wet sand, add my camera, set a timer, and run really fast down the beach until I was just a figure in the distance. The hard part is that within ten seconds, I’d have to turn and try to act like I was strolling without a care in the world, when really I’d be frantically worried about a wave knocking over the tripod and ruining my camera.
It’s far easier to take photos of strangers.
I’m usually by myself on early morning walks, and I choose deserted places. But if I wait long enough, another figure will eventually appear. In the early morning, it’s often someone walking a dog, or carrying a fishing pole, or peering through binoculars at a bird. Or someone, like me, with a camera, out to capture the early light.