A Moment in Time
I’d like to end this series of posts about my holiday in Rome with two images of an exquisite girl. Judging by her dress and the bottle in her hand; she was a tourist. I am not a lecher, but when I visited the Colosseum, I turned and saw her. This was “a moment in time” when everything synchronized.
So, let me tell you about this image. I was at the Colosseum, as you know already, and wandered alone. Since I am a cheapskate, I searched for a group to tag onto because I didn’t want to pay for a guide.
Further, the sun burned a hole in my head and put me in a foul mood. A free tour guide is what the doctor had recommended, to set my heart at peace.
As I looked around, I noticed her. Wow! At that moment, I forgot all about the guide and focused on her.
If You Don’t Act
When I look back at this image, I really can’t understand how it all came together. If you critique the image, you may judge it to be imperfect. A bus stands behind her, which some may consider distracting. Next, she is holding a bottle, and you could wish she held a scarf instead.
Her smile caught my attention, as did her expression, her flaming red hair, her body language. I didn’t think. These are not the moments when you analyze the situation. You must seize moments like these or you will lose them forever. It is at that moment in time that the magic happens.
As I am ending this tiny post, I am reconsidering my opening sentence. I may end up with one last post about my time in Rome. In the meantime, I made a little slideshow video, which I posted on YouTube. I hope you enjoy the slideshow
The YouTube Link is