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Saturday, August 16, 2008
Table for two
Waiting
San Francisco, CA, July 2008
You may think I'm a bit odd for making this observation, but I've always thought that freshly set tables at good restaurants seem to have a quiet grace about them. When the textures and light are just so, these temporary mini-scenes-where-life-happens seem to almost glow with potential. No one quite knows where the evening will end up. But for now, it's perfect.
And, yes, scenes like this have a poignancy (hey, that's this week's Thematic Photographic theme!) that stands in stark contrast to the mess that remains after the guests have left. It isn't a black and white progression, though. It's how the shades of gray present themselves between the time the two unseen diners arrive and the time they leave.
For now, the mind boggles with possibilities.
Your turn: What's in store for the folks who will occupy this table?
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What's in store for these lucky folks?
ReplyDeleteMyriad possibilities - much like a neat tidy new house waiting for a new family....
I see a celebration; amiles, laughter and kisses. Or I see a sad occasion; tears, recriminations and loneliness.
Like you, I wonder which.....
cq
If restaurant tables could talk...
ReplyDeleteCQ's mentioned the two extremes... the mean often gives us the most poignant of moments. Twenty years in, the last of the kids off to college... the nest is empty, and the poppa bird is getting the momma bird out for some Just-Us Time. No balloons, no streamers, no cake and hungama just you and me kid.
On second thought, that looks like a pretty spendy place. Might have to wait until that youngest one graduates for that.
Or will it be that we start at one extreme... but end at the other? I can think of lots of ways that could happen. And they're so no poignant!
I love the romance in this picture. Wow.
ReplyDeleteThis one could inspire some very cool fiction. If it does, I'll let you have a sneak peek.
What's in store for the folks who will occupy this table?
ReplyDelete"Possibly, cheeseburgah, fries, and Pepsi?" Nah !
"Romance"...that's what's in store. At least, that's what I'd hope to have served up at a table like that.
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