I was wandering the streets of Madison, camera in hand looking for a subject to photograph, when I saw a woman watching me from a window on an upper floor of an office building. It was Monday morning, the first Monday in May, and spring had finally popped. The splendor of a sunny day and the trees all in blossom surrounded me.
I wondered if she was just day dreaming or if she was wishing she could trade places.
Then I noticed this piece of public art in the plaza. The knots reminded me of the way I would get tied up in knots when I was working an inside job and had a deadline approaching. Not one bit sorry I carry a camera now, and not a briefcase full of papers.
oh how I wish I could trade places with you! 🙂
Wonderful and creative shots with your narrative.
oh how I wish I could trade places with you! 🙂
Wonderful and creative shots with your narrative.
I bet she wishes she could trade places, neat shots Bo !!
I bet she wishes she could trade places, neat shots Bo !!
Amazing how the ‘little’ things can remind us how lucky we are.
Amazing how the ‘little’ things can remind us how lucky we are.
I wonder if that woman was one of the marching dudes without the balloon.