The Other Photos

I wrote that my two best photos from my town hall shoot were not actually of town hall. Life is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you are going to get.

From the parking lot very near town hall, I just liked how the red house and its reflection looked on this day. The light and colour were both subdued, and for some reason I liked the scene. It's ordinary but in a pleasing way to me in the overcast conditions.

Note: I posted this on Flickr yesterday, and I see this morning that it has garnered more than 1700 views already because someone or some algorithm put it in the special Explore group where photos get noticed. So others like it too. It's odd because it is not a dazzling photo.

From the parking lot, we walked around the corner where I took the town hall photos that you saw yesterday. Then we walked along main street. For some reason, Sue's theme this week is pink. I mean it is Valentines week, so why not red? She did see some pink teddy bears through a store window, and they were sufficient for her Sunday post, and I think there were others that she might be able to use later in the week.

As we walked long, it was another window that caught my attention with its shape and with icicles hanging down. It's a simple enough photo, but I like the lines and geometry of the window, and the icicles do add something, I think. Sue is mainly attracted to pretty photos, and buildings tend not to interest her, but I like the graphical nature of buildings, and often textures too. Chacun à son goût. Oui?

This was the way that it was, but I might brighten it a bit for Flickr. One wishes to be faithful to the conditions, but one is also tempted to present a photo in the best possible light because the viewers weren't there to see the actual conditions and must just judge the photo in isolation. What do you think I should do?

The temperature was mildish, just a little below freezing with very little wind. We got talking to a Canadian-Asian man on Main, who is living in town but commuting to Ottawa, daily, for work. He then travels back to his home in Toronto on weekends where he has a house, and I presume a wife. He lives not too far from where I lived almost 60 years ago. Sixty years. Really, AC‽ He did mention that his two children now both live in Vancouver, and we replied that we had a kid there too, albeit a kid that is 46. He chose not to drive the 5 hours to home this weekend because of the weather reports, particularly in the Toronto area. It was a nice little conversation but it didn’t drag on and on as some tend to do when we really want to greet people in passing but not learn their whole life story.

In the end, I did edit the window photo, just a tiny bit (1/3rd stop for those who speak photo-ese), but sometimes a bit makes a difference. What thinkest thou?