Doubled Up

I have been remiss in telling tales of the legendary weekend when Allison came. You heard about that right? My blogging friend and co-creator at the photo site flew across the ocean to meet me.

Yeah, it was so cool.

Or more to the point it was downright hot; at least it was for a weekend in February. An absolute subjective phenomenon. One of the first conversations we shared as we hit the streets, cameras in hand on that weekend, was about our desperate need for sunglasses to shield our tender winterized eyes.

When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head

The first thing you do when you get up out of bed

Is hit that street a-runnin' and try to beat the masses

And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses

First stop then when our shoes hit the sand at Scheveningen beach in The Hague was to stop off at the first shop on the board walk and do just that.

Get ourselves some cheap sunglasses, that is.

Spied a little thing and I followed her all night (well, it was day actually)
In a funky fine levis and her sweater's kind of tight (not so tight, no)
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molasses
(she's from New England, but yeah, I'll have to go with her strut being sweet)
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses

In truth what really knocked me out was the absolute natural rhythm we fell into, both with our conversation and our photography. I kinda thought we might, but was rather pleased that we did. It's nice to walk alongside someone who moves at the same pace as me. Meaning, someone who gets equally distracted, camera in hand, by the moments awaiting a photograph.
That's how I see it, when I am looking through the lens--the objects and spaces around me are animate and beckoning. So I investigate as I walk and I pause a lot to see what I can capture. Generally, I am the hold up to any crowd I try to tour with but even with her long legs, her steps (and crouches) matched mine.

Told you she was cool.

Now go out and get yourself some big black frames
With the glass so dark they won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes:
Rhinestone shades or cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah *

We perused the rack and modeled them boldy for one another, then bought two pairs the same. She has them in brown, and I the same pair in black. Two peas-in-a-cheap-sunglasses-pod you might say. But alas since that first weekend, the investment hasn't had much payoff and the glasses haven't seen much action in use. As predicted might happen, the fluke of a spring weather weekend didn't last for long.

But, oh, baby, when that sun returns?

I am ready.

*ZZ Top Cheap Sunglasses

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