Foreground, middleground and background: what’s the story?  Sanibel Island, Florida. By Paul Goldfinger.  Click left for a full view.

The little boy found a live crab the size of his pinky tip. He said that the crab could not be eaten because it was “rare.” He gently rubbed its underside and then the top shell. He is a friendly tyke who likes to converse with adults. He took us up on the beach where he said he had buried some “rare shells.” He wanted to show us, but he couldn’t locate them.

Up on the pier, a young man was on a date with a young woman. She was wearing a turquoise shirt and a backpack with lots of travel patches. He also had a backpack. Where were they going? He  looked at her and smiled a lot. She did most of the talking while alternately looking over the edge or at him.  They were in the exploratory phase. Then they went onto the beach and sat down. We never found out if they were wearing bathing suits.

Also on the pier were fishermen using live shrimp as bait. No one seemed to catch anything. A young mother tried to take a photo of  a two year old, but he wouldn’t turn around. Pelicans eating fish are so much more interesting.

An old guy at the end of the pier wasn’t wearing a shirt. He was all tan and he was watching it all. He looked at me and then turned his back. I took a picture of his back.

The lady in the foreground was giving the photographer an evil eye. No one knows why. But she went home with him anyhow. Later she denied that it was an evil eye. “It’s just a regular eye,” she said.    — Paul Goldfinger

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