I have posted this image before. Since then it has had some minor tweaking. I caught this shot of my wife on top of the Rock in New York. She was tired and cranky and quite over all the walking we had been doing. When I turned around and saw her like this I had to take a photo, but I was taking my life into my own hands when I did, you don’t want to poke the bear when she is angry.
I really like the way she wasn’t looking at the view, but rather sitting there looking sad and alone. It was nicely juxtaposed (A good artsy word there) by the couple on the left who were looking at the view and by chance were holding another M&M bag.
My wife knew I was taking the shot, but thankfully didn’t kill me for it.