We'd seen him before, the tall, thin, gray-haired man with two small dogs, Hapa (face half-white, half-black) and Mana (came with the name Pua, which I gather he thought too girly, so now is Mana___). We were at the park with all the mosquitos; my legs were serving as fast food. I told him I was trying to learn photography backwards, and showed him my klunky DSLR, which I'd been fighting with. "I used to be a professional photographer," he said. Wedding photos, school photos, all of it. When I said the manual settings were difficult to me, he first said, "use the automatic setting!" and then (when I said that was verboten) started in on a mini-lecture on aperature and speed. Had me take a couple of photographs of the park, which turned out pretty well. Hapa was favoring his back right leg, running mostly on the other three. We walked them back toward their car. He honked a minute later as he drove by and my camera was up in the air, seeking tree and sky shot.
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