The gentleman on the bench had the kindest eyes and a rather squashed hat on his old head… the pug was a little nervous. We were walking through Faneuil Hall in Boston and I didn’t do my usual sneaky candid. I decided not to treat him as a tourist sight… I went over and asked if I might take a picture of his dog. His smile and his yes were so gracious that I only took this one frame. I left out his fabulous face and hat because I had only asked about the dog.
Unusual for me.
The street was quiet… no one rushing off to work this Christmas morning. The sun playing in the bedroom curtains gave me a chance to relax and reflect a little… it has been a year to give us all pause.
Normally, I am a pie eyed optimist and I’d like to say all of my friends are happy and well but the economy and general distress have been rough on everyone. None of us will miss 2009. The uncertainty needs to subside. The smiling has to come back.
I don’t mind learning to rein in the spending habits of the last years… I had a good run for a bit. On the other hand, it is very uncomfortable to have dipped below the happy medium. It will turn around… I am sure of it. Meanwhile, we have to get up every day and go about the business of making a life.
Got to give it your best shot.
I am thankful for a roof over my head and a good man to share it.
I am thankful for family, friends and nice strangers.
I am thankful for fractious cats.
I am always thankful for time to think.