A ship of pirates just rolled by while a group of young dancers listen their teacher’s instructions and photographers snap pictures. Tonight is the annual Greenwood Seafair Parade and the staging area is outside my window.

I could walk a couple blocks and watch the real show, but I quite like the behind the scenes. A woman is giving the convertible drivers a lesson on parade driving: the proper distance to keep, safety for the princesses perched on the back, etc. A marching band is warming up. A woman dressed like an ear of corn passes a kid dressed like a chocolate chip cookie. It’s noisy. It’s chaotic. It’s so much better than a real parade.

A photographer friend came over this weekend and commented on some outtake photos displayed around my apartment. Sure, there’s a perfect wedding-photographer version of this picture of my sibs and me, but doesn’t this one tell a better story? I love how the others are smiling pretty and paying attention, and I’m distracted by a flower.

Ooh, flowers!
Ooh, flowers!

Real life happens when the camera is pointed the other way, don’t you think? That’s how I prefer to look at the world.

I tend to get distracted

Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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