Most people who know me know to expect me to periodically stop to take a picture. Quite often, the subject will be a door, but cranes, birds, trains, construction sites, old cars, historic buildings, reflections of anything in anything, rivers, bridges, fire trucks, fire stations, signs, and the list goes on. Sometimes, apparently, this behavior of mine can be annoying.
“Will you hurry up; the bar is open!”
While in Florida last week, a few friends and I were on our way to a reception and dinner in honor of a group of Association leaders. The conference staff had arranged shuttles to drive us to a clubhouse on the other side of a man-made lake, but I knew how to get there on foot, and we all wanted to walk. I couldn’t resist taking a few photos.