The reflections on the wet ground that inspired my creative photographic mind.
The second look from the skinny, tall man, who moved into the road to let me by.
The giggling plaid attired school children in red tights running to their car.
The elderly couple squeezing in closer under one umbrella, with a youthful smile in their eyes.
The music in my ears.
For the woman wearing that wonderful smelling perfume.
Fresh bread.
The feel of the soft rain on my hands and face.
The orange glow that fell from every direction.
The bearded man who looked like my husband when we first met.
