'Tis the Season
Friday was our next-to-last day of shooting on the film "Who's Your Caddy?", and our set was a bar called the Modjeska in downtown Augusta, GA. Apparently, Augusta residents have a monthly festival on the first friday of every month, aptly named, "First Friday", where they have people performing live music, selling crafts, cooking up good eats, and having themselves a good ole' time.
It was my 7th day in a row working, the day was growing late and I had just found out we'd be working longer than 12 hours. I wasn't in the best mood possible, and as I made my way to our truck to grab some empty boxes, I found myself walking in the small park where the festival was being held. As it was dark and chilly, there weren't that many attending, but Christmas Carols were being sung, wonderful smells of hot dogs and other foods were in the air, and a huge Christmas tree was lit up at the end of the greenway.
I got to the truck, complained to our driver that we'd be staying a bit later, and headed back to set grumbling to myself, hungry and wishing I could stop and eat some of those deliciously smelling foods.
But then, unexpectedly, things got better. When I got to the park, I found that one of my favorite Christmas songs, aptly named "The Christmas Song" by Nat King Cole, was playing over the loudspeakers. Young teenage girls and boys were flirting underneath the Christmas tree. A middle-aged couple snuggled together in the chilly air on a bench as I passed. Up ahead was a tent under which sat Santa Claus. And I mean, it was really Santa- white beard, long hair, round belly, jolly nature- the Spirit himself. But he was alone- no Elf or Mrs. Claus with him, and since there weren't that many people around, he didn't have many kids come to tell him their Christmas wish-lists.
I felt bad for him, but as I passed the couple on the bench, a mother and father came up with four young girls, and one was yelling "Santa! It's Santa come on!" The girls ran past me, excited and eager to see Father Christmas.
I turned around to watch, and just as I did, I saw that first girl run up to Santa and give him a big hug. As "The Christmas Song" came to a close, the other girls caught up to their older sister and jumped on Santa too.
It was just one of those perfect moments. The Tree, the teens, the couple, the music, the smells in the air, Santa, and that innocent joy that children have during this holiday season- it made everything, the whole day, the whole shoot, worthwhile just to experience that one moment where it all came together perfectly.
I went back to the shoot smiling.
--Cbake
It was my 7th day in a row working, the day was growing late and I had just found out we'd be working longer than 12 hours. I wasn't in the best mood possible, and as I made my way to our truck to grab some empty boxes, I found myself walking in the small park where the festival was being held. As it was dark and chilly, there weren't that many attending, but Christmas Carols were being sung, wonderful smells of hot dogs and other foods were in the air, and a huge Christmas tree was lit up at the end of the greenway.
I got to the truck, complained to our driver that we'd be staying a bit later, and headed back to set grumbling to myself, hungry and wishing I could stop and eat some of those deliciously smelling foods.
But then, unexpectedly, things got better. When I got to the park, I found that one of my favorite Christmas songs, aptly named "The Christmas Song" by Nat King Cole, was playing over the loudspeakers. Young teenage girls and boys were flirting underneath the Christmas tree. A middle-aged couple snuggled together in the chilly air on a bench as I passed. Up ahead was a tent under which sat Santa Claus. And I mean, it was really Santa- white beard, long hair, round belly, jolly nature- the Spirit himself. But he was alone- no Elf or Mrs. Claus with him, and since there weren't that many people around, he didn't have many kids come to tell him their Christmas wish-lists.
I felt bad for him, but as I passed the couple on the bench, a mother and father came up with four young girls, and one was yelling "Santa! It's Santa come on!" The girls ran past me, excited and eager to see Father Christmas.
I turned around to watch, and just as I did, I saw that first girl run up to Santa and give him a big hug. As "The Christmas Song" came to a close, the other girls caught up to their older sister and jumped on Santa too.
It was just one of those perfect moments. The Tree, the teens, the couple, the music, the smells in the air, Santa, and that innocent joy that children have during this holiday season- it made everything, the whole day, the whole shoot, worthwhile just to experience that one moment where it all came together perfectly.
I went back to the shoot smiling.
--Cbake
posted by Cbake at 2:46 PM
3 Comments:
It is the simple pleasures; those perfect moments, that make our ride worthwhile. Gratitude for what we do have is always the answer, and opens the door to have more.
Holiday blessings to all.
"Life is shaped by the people you meet every day."
Takayuki Ikkaku, Arisa Hosaka and Toshihiro Kawabata, Animal Crossing: Wild World, 2005
How beautiful
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