Another one from my recent hols. Last for a bit..promise ;-) There’s a bit of a story behind this one. I know the composition isn’t perfect…but I like it all the same.
Every day at a certain time, this guy would stop and sit on the metal seats outside our Apartment in Alcudia and open a can of beer and smoke his pipe. Couldn’t resist getting a shot of him, despite the fairly harsh light. Then one night during the week, I passed him on the street, with a woman who I assume was his wife, who appeared to be suffering from some kind of arthritic condition and held on to him as she moved along the street, very slowly. After that I came to see his canal side visits as stolen moments for himself, where he indulged himself with a puff on his pipe and a drink of beer for just those few minutes.