It was a damp and foggy night on the commute home and the bus was so nice and cozy I fell asleep and missed my bus stop. I got off on the next stop and what would have been a 10 minute walk home turned into 30 minutes.
And so I imagined myself to be Henri Cartier-Bresson, with a Sony RX10 instead of a Leica M3.
Here is what I saw on the walk home:
3 runners and 3 border collies
shower heads for light
warm bus. November 24th.