Taking my one break away from the computer from just after I got up to just before I went to bed, at 4:00 PM I headed to Metro cafe to get my Americano. There, Shoshana greeted me with a bowl of chicken soup.
Shoshana's mother, Tobi, had made the soup and knowing that Margie was sick, Shoshana thought a bowl might do her some good.
Hence we have:
Study of the Young Writer, Shoshana, #21,324: Shoshana brings chicken soup for my ill wife.
Shoshana was a little surprised when I raised my camera to photograph her with the soup. I am not certain why, since I photograph just about everything, but I am pleased that she was, as her reaction gave the picture an added touch.
Bus # 1: spotted driving into a sunbeam as I was driving the soup home to Margie.
Margie was surprised and touched when I presented the soup to her.
In the evening, Margie heated up the soup. She took her first spoonful even before she could sit down. She pronounced it excellent. She shared a small bowl with me. It was delicious - seasoned just right, with an elegant touch of broccoli.
Thank you, Shoshana.
Thank you, Tobi.
And this from India: the really tight squeeze
Buses #2 and #3:
On Monday, I included a picture of two trucks passing by each other while traveling in opposite directions. One reader, Mrs Gunka, commented that it was "a tight squeeze."
So I decided it was time to show this, a really tight squeeze.
Furthermore, notice that there is a surprisingly large gap between our taxi and the bus ahead. No matter how tight, in India, no such gap can be left unfilled for but a fraction of a moment.
Just as nature abhors a vacuum, the Indian highway abhors a gap in traffic.
;)
A guy on a motor scooter shoots the gap as the buses slip by each other.