While walking along 5th Avenue this past Saturday with mom, we stopped for a sweet cup of chai (cold for me and hot for her) and just sat people-watching and chatting. While doing so, I looked up to see the most magnificent shadows dancing lightly above our heads and collected these shots which got me to thinking. How often do we look up? Not often enough, I'm afraid. I'm certainly one of the guilty parties who is always so focused and fixated on moving straight ahead that I miss what's often right in front of me...or in this case...just above me. If we hadn't slowed down our day and just surveyed the scenes around us...I would have missed it. And I'm so grateful that I didn't miss it.
