The obvious choice today was to go green. But since I stay away from parades as a general rule, my St. Paddy’s Day options were more along the lines of post-parade revelers who were already more than a little inebriated.
And, well, no thanks.
Instead I picked a subject which frankly I can’t believe it took me this long to get to.
Books.
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I like it because although it is about books, and books in a bookstore, it’s not just that. It is the reflection cutting across the window, the bankers lamp illuminating scene and the gold lettering on the glass. I like, somehow, that you don’t see the name of the store. Because books belong to the ages.
The photo won’t win any awards, but it may be one of my favorites.
