Zen Monday is the day you experience the photo and give us your thoughts rather than me telling you what I think the photo's about. There's no right or wrong. It means what you think it means, or what you want it to mean.
I look for a photo worth contemplating or, failing that, something odd or silly. Unless I absolutely must say something I stay out of the comments box to avoid influencing the discussion because when I get in there everything goes down hill.
23 comments:
Wendell reflected on that kiss for so long, he missed his bus.
Another Man's Treasure
Hiker's bought a bus and doing Huntington Tours By Karin big time!
V
Another long day is starting...
Definitely...tours by Hiker!!!
Reflections of Love
Looking for love in all the wrong places.
last scene in "Ghost World"
The end of the line.
Those Wheel Covers make for a really fast bus ride.
Judging from the length of the line and the excitement of the customer, yes, I'd say it is one of my tours. The guy in the reflection is in charge of our beverage cart.
I know that guy
The reflection in the window brought this lyric to mind:
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Waiting for Go. D'oh!
@ Ted: You beat me to it this morning. I've got nothing since.
Ted, Greg: Another Man's Treasure... There's a search and seizure, Fourth Amendment court case where the court said, "One man's shopping bag is another man's luggage."
I wonder if this one was too hard to see. But a few people saw it, and PA's comment was poignant. I had hoped I was far enough behind the man that he wouldn't be recognizable. The reflection was what I was trying to get, but the photo was more interesting with a person in it than without.
Hiker, you slay me, you really do.
Passing strange ...
I saw grass and chairs and an exercise machine inside the bus, but as no-one joked about it, I thought I must have imagined it. Were those reflections? Where was this bus parked?
On Raymond by Memorial Park, Bellis. I see the grass and chairs, but I don't see the exercise machine (although there are some in the park).
I think Dianne got this one.
Yeah.
Longing for what once was...and now alone, reflecting on the past.
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