On this particular day, I was not feeling social, but I still wanted to be part of the photoshoot process. I was also itching to be out of our place after a week of doing my public-facing day job at home in an improvised home office. So, I sat in the car, a bit voyeuristically, waving and smiling at folks we met, making my notes. At the same time, Colin chatted away six feet apart from folks, camera in hand, and the sound of people's laughter projected through the open car window. Our first stop, at Allena, Mac and Dawn's house in Beacon Hill, had me put my situation in perspective.