apples, eggs and the roof of the world

Standing on the white sidewalk, a set of stone steps leading to the museum were to my left, and a car-lined street to my right. Several blocks away I could see the grander, higher buildings native to the industrial part of the city I was in, but here was the historic section, mostly full of museums.

A tree rose in front of me, about the height of a small house. Most of the branches were bare, but looking far up to the top, I saw a few apple-yellow leaves fluttering slightly against a sky as blue as a robin's egg--the roof of the world, I thought to myself.

Interview

         The video opened on sets of twos and ones. One stage upon which there were two people in two chairs, beside one table on which sat two glasses of water. Or was it one stage, one man, one woman, one table, with two chairs and two glasses?
         The man spoke words of praise for the woman and her accomplishments, his face glowing. The woman sat wordless, her face vacant, almost sad.
         The man stopped speaking and tipped some water down his throat. The woman finally spoke, at first almost embarrassed by the man's complimentary speech as she thanked the man for the interview.
         The man asked the woman a question. The woman then seemed to come to life, smiling and gesturing as she answered.