The price I paid for a photo
I’ve been late for many a dinner, skipped a few meals, ripped clothing, muddied shoes, driven faster than necessary, and trespassed, all for the possibility of getting a photo different and better than the last.
Had another of those moments Thursday when I finally found Westerville Electric workers installing the new Hendrix cabling in a section of circuit 41. My house is at the end of a portion of circuit 41 and I almost always could expect a power failure after a heavy storm. The new Hendrix cable and the clearing of nearby trees along the circuit promise to fix that problem.
The crew has been working on the installation for several weeks and I had not yet been able to find them in a place that lent itself to a good photo. Made that discovery Thursday while heading home after telling my wife I was done for the day. She’s come to expect my promises of a quick return often are broken when I discover a photo opportunity on the way.
What made this photo so difficult wasn’t the promise to my wife, or having to stand in and near late afternoon traffic on Sunbury Road.
Qfm96 was playing “Free Bird.” I gave up “Free Bird” to make photos of the Westerville Electric crew installing Hendrix cable. I gave up Lynyrd Skynyrd for a photo. Not a great photo. A pedestrian photo. A perhaps very ordinary photo with little significance to advancing any important storytelling about Westerville.
I would have like nothing more than to have continued on my way home listening to “Free Bird,” singing off-key, playing air guitar, and slapping the steering wheel. But, I stopped, made photos, got back in the car and made sure the radio was turned off. I’d missed “Free Bird” and nothing could easily have followed.
Except for “Hotel California.” If “Hotel California” had been playing when I saw the crew installing the cable, you wouldn’t see this photo.