Saturday, November 11 (memories from Friday afternoon, and a walk this afternoon)

• The light and shadow streaking the cafe wall, echoing the black and white pattern of the chairs. The warm ochre of the sugar bags reflected the wood window frames. 

• The splatter of water, dark against the lit table. In the phone screen, the light of the window.

• In the sunlight, a composition in red: the girl in a bright cadmium red dress, a pink bag beside her, against the faded purple gray of the asphalt

• The bright pink and blue towels overhead, hanging from matching clothes pins. Sudeenly a dove dives down.

• Agains the bright cobalt sky, there is a balloon shaped like a baby bottle floating away . A dark metalic blue, with a gold nipple.