I was up the block a ways when I saw her, singing an old country tune. I dropped a dollar in her basket and asked if I could take her picture.
It’s the right thing to do. I always tip the street performers if I want to get their pics. There are too many people out there who want something for nothing.
Me? I’ll pay a few dollars for pics like this. I’ve done it all over the world.
Sadly, we live in a world where people pay ridiculous amounts of money for a Starbucks coffee, but won’t lay down the price for unique, locally made products. Give me a local diner over Applebee’s any day.
“How about some Johnny Cash” I requested as I aimed my Canon FT.
“Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry...” she belted out as I snapped away.
Worth every cent.
I'm just a guy who finds the world an interesting place and likes to capture certain moments with a camera. They aren't for sale, or anything. I just like them. Well, usually. I've taken a lot of photos I don't like, as well.
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There was a wreck last night on I-84, just outside Nampa, ID. It was one of those bad ones where you can see flashing lights up ahead, and plenty of them.
They say “you can’t go back.” Well, I just did it. I threw a few clothes in a bag, packed some cameras and film, put on my boots, my hat, and headed south toward Lamar, Missouri in my ‘96 Ford F-150 with Biggie in the back seat.
Kurtahs Mikhael and Parker Viers joined Kooky's Road Trip today for a photowalk around Globe, Miami, and Superior in Arizona.
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