Sentiment

Posted a sunset photo.

Overcome by a sudden access of sentiment I looked desperately for a puppy. No puppies. So I tried to find a little boy standing at a wishing well with his eyes rolled up to heaven, a mother duck followed by six fuzzy babies, two young people embracing in Grand Central Station, oblivious to the rush hour swirling around them (shot at low shutter speed so they stand out in the flowing crowd), the scaly hands of an old man or preferably old woman holding a pencil and writing ABC in a child's exercise book, a wartime president alone in his office, staring at nothing with empty eyes, crushed by the weight of the world. Since I was standing at the top of a mountain none of those things came handy and I had to make do with the sunset. Sheesh.