Grey autumn day. Rain falling, wind chilling grey autumn day.
Everyone seems to be rushing somewhere inside their car. The children, make finger drawings on fogged up windows.
A man looks at me and seems to wonder what I might find interesting enough to photograph in the middle of the road.
‘She should photograph a monument, or the trees!’ he seems to be thinking. He watches: I’m obviously focusing on the ground.
Grey autumn day. Rain falling, wind chilling grey autumn day. I see an arrow painted on the road. It indicates which way to go, under the autumn sky.