Thursday, January 13, 2011

Who's That Knocking...

I live in a section of New York where these kinds of ornamental doo-dads abound.  Personally, I would be embarrassed to use this thing.

I hit the park to see what I could shoot, and was walking along behind some cross country skiers.  One of the asked me not to walk in her ski tracks....

It was one of those moments where my head almost exploded.  It, and I, didn't - I did tell her that she was not the owner of the park.

Then there are the geniuses who, when they see your camera, comment on the fact that you have a camera.

However, we do not live in a world full of genius...

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