BRAIN PIC

       It's frustrating when I see something incredibly moving, and I don't have a camera, or it happens too fast to photograph. All I can do is save the picture in my mind. I took one of those pictures Sunday morning on my way to town.
       I was driving north on the 5-lane thoroughfare. To my right were two men on foot, passing each other. The man going north was very tall, lean, bearded and scruffy. He had a bright orange poncho, and he was carrying everything he owns... a stark vision of reality... What a heavy load.
       The man going south was wearing gym shorts and running with his black and white spotted dog. Light load—maybe even no load. They did not acknowledge one another.
       I suppose a brain pic is better than none. It's certainly perfect, if difficult to share.