In Telluride, Colorado, I was skiing down a cat track at the end
of the day admiring the scenery along the way. The trees were beautifully bare
and the sky was crystal clear. I skied over to the side of the track, out of
the way of other skiers, stopped and laid down on the back of my skies. Next, I
framed the majority of the snow out of the bottom of the picture and snapped
the trees and sky. As I was taking the shot, several skiers asked me if I was
all right. They were afraid I had fallen and was hurt on the side of the road,
but I wasn’t. I was just taking a picture. I waved and said thank you all the
while thinking if one more person interrupts me while I’m taking my shot, I
won’t be so nice about it next time. Sometimes I jump out of my skin from distraction
when I’m concentrating or focused on a single point. I’ve missed shots that
way. But, that’s not their fault. These kind citizens were concerned for my
health and well being. I can’t be mad at them for that, now can I?
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