Missed Opportunity

I'm sure I'm not the only one who has wished that my eyes were actually cameras. Times when I've forgotten to bring a camera along with me, wherever I am, times where the lighting is perfect and the moment is right and I curse myself for being to lazy to carry a little extra weight. One of these times in particular occurred last summer, on a trip to North Carolina.

As a favor, I was helping my friend move some things down to her new house. We drove down, stayed for just a few days. I of course figured that I'd be too tired from driving all day and moving and building furniture to do any sightseeing or even leave the house, but I was afforded one opportunity after dinner one night. We ate dinner at the edge of the bay, on an outdoor deck of a local restaurant. As we were finishing up, the sun was setting and people were passing by, walking up and down the boardwalk, enjoying the good weather and the view. I know that there are sunsets everyday and everywhere but I felt as though I was missing out on a great environment located just there, on that deck, that particular June night. It just felt comfortable and easy, the warm sun casting a golden reddish glow on the people around me, tourists and locals alike. And there I was, kicking myself for leaving my camera in New York. Of course, now I take a camera everywhere. Sometimes even two, just to be on the safe side.