I sat with my espresso, reviewing images from a morning of shooting. The coffee shop is one where you can spend an afternoon without feeling rushed. A place to relax and organize your thoughts.
The entire time I stayed in the coffeehouse, the abandoned sweet roll and cappuccino sat alone on the table. Did someone order, receive an urgent call and leave in frenzy? Were the cappuccino and roll the beginnings of a conversation between two lovers that went wrong? I noticed that the items were placed on the table but the chairs were neatly put back in their place or never pulled out to begin with. One thing for sure... this was the beginning of something that never came to fruition.
After a morning of beautiful weather, some great shots of the Spring flowers and the still light green leaves - yet translucent in the early spring, the one image that remains with me was not the landscape but the abandoned cup of coffee...of a respite not taken.
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