notes from a recent bike ride:
looked left across the street as i turned back onto the main road, headed home, and saw through the big open window of a storehouse a giant stack of big, dark green gourds, each about the size of a pumpkin or so.
looked to the right immediately afterwards and saw an old mirror, propped up against the wall out behind a greenhouse, angled up towards the evening sky.
looked back left to the other side of the street, once more, and saw a cat dash around the corner and disappear behind a wall.