Today

Today I saw a blind lady sitting in the park. She was smiling contentedly, her face turned towards the sun, soaking up the warmth of the rays caressing her face. Her sighted companion was looking at her, talking very animatedly, but turned so the sun didn’t shine directly into her eyes.

Such a contrast: One looking straight into the sun, affected only by its touch, and the other looking in the opposite direction but still enjoying the warmth she felt on her back, both enjoying it equally in their own way. I was tempted to stop and chat but didn’t want to break the spell so I walked quietly past.

A scene like that is just one of the more visceral effects of people watching, a habit in which I've indulged for a very long time. A diorama like this makes it all worthwhile.