The death of a friend leaves me with little desire to comment on the past week. My friend was always quick to react. I wonder where in the world he would have headed, what event he would have sent a photographer to cover, and which photo he would choose to publish. In this week’s photos, there’s one that makes me think of him: the seagull, right in the eyes, photographing what there is to be seen and flying off to report it. Have a nice flight, my friend.
And of course, have a nice week.