In the few blocks around Dicks one afternoon.
At Sunnyside and 44th, a man with a shaved head, eyeglasses and dark crimson monk’s robes gets out of a car with Utah license plates.
Two blocks over, a disproportionately large inflated blue and green tower looms up in the yard of the house next to Mosaic Coffee. On closer inspection it looks like a child’s water slide.
Inside Mosaic itself, my daughter sits reading her book while a woman on a couch near her has a long, coherent conversation with nobody. She’s not wearing a headset.
A couple of days earlier, this couple stopped at Dicks for a post-wedding snack.
Don’t you just love Wallingford??!!
Where’s the pic of man with a shaved head, eyeglasses and dark crimson monk’s robes gets out of a car with Utah license plates?
Sometimes the privacy of the person makes it hard to ask for a picture.