There's a scene in The Secret Life of Walter Mitty where the super cool and awesome photographer played by Sean Penn, perched high in the Himalayas to photograph rare snow leopards, explains how when he finally has the shot, sometimes he just lets it go. That occasionally he just wants to let the moment be, or something like that.
I am not the world reknown and beloved fictional pulitzer prize winning wildlife photographer played by Sean Penn. I am just another guy with a camera phone out on the beach. There are thousands and thousands of pictures taken just on this beach in this city every single day!
Nevertheless, I think of this little moment sometimes.
I see the most beautiful ocean yet again, the water a strange shade of lurid turquoise every so slightly different than it has ever been before. The Paillon River, usually a trickle or even a stagnant pond, is running richly out from underneath the very center of the city, a lovely aqua green against the rocks and into the sea, while the sea's high waves roll hypnotically up the river. Larger than usual waves smash into a rare break of rocks at the river mouth and a pure white lather of ocean hurls into the sky.
I think
"That would make a nice picture."
And then, with my wife, I just stand there.
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