vase

Panic set in: I knew that I was spending most of the day in a very small unadorned room meeting with Bread Loaf students and faculty - which, whilst a very pleasant activity, was not guaranteed to produce photographs.   So I looked around me - after all, a habitual enough activity when I'm bored (which I wasn't - let's try another locution - when I'm stuck in one place) to see what I could, possibly, take a photograph of.   Thank you,  SuZanne, for having brightened my dorm room (one desk, two chairs) with a vase of flowers.

The  moral is screamingly obvious: sometimes one just takes a much more interesting picture when one doesn't think one has any obvious subject at hand.