She mentions an acquaintance from some point in her past.
At this moment we’re sitting in a willow tree- approximately 10 feet off the ground and 3 or 4 feet away from each other.
Her gaze wanders as she vaguely explains what it was about him that captured her interest.
An earlier conversation comes to mind- we had spent that morning in the park- laying approximately 2 or so feet away from each other in the grass. “Everyone’s so tiny when you look at them through your fingers” she had said while squinting past her thumb and forefinger.
It was approximately 6 years since I had last climbed a tree- regardless, I managed to negotiated a route around the branches with ease.
From each position I would try and see her through the foliage, framed differently each time by the limbs of the tree.
I considered climbing down to get my camera- which lay now about 15 feet below me on the ground- but resolved that the moment would likely have passed before I could get back up, and by then it simply wouldn’t have been the same.
35 minutes south of us on a beach along the edge of the island- waves were hitting the shore at regular intervals- each one arriving precisely on time. The wave that would crash over our feet as we stood on the beach later that day was still a ways away. I would have my camera at hand when we got there, and would be struck by the view out to the horizon.
And so when that moment arrived I was ready. With the focal length on the lens already set at ∞, I framed the view so that the horizon lay straight across the centre of the shot. Such symmetry seemed appropriate in relation to the off-centred positioning of the other elements in the photo.
The next shot would be of B. I adjusted the focal length to 7 ft- at which point she was perfectly in focus.
The moment lingered.
I suddenly realised that this was the first time I had ever seen her clearly… through the viewfinder- offset slightly to the left of the frame…
The moment threatened to pass.
I indulged for a second longer, still startled by the clarity. then *click* - it was captured.
in a 250th of a second- the moment in which I suddenly saw B. clearly had been captured.
Seconds later we would find ourselves standing face to face. approximately a foot away from each other, but precisely on time: as the wave that would crash over our feet that day on the beach would shortly arrive.