A man and his shoe

His concentration so great, and so TOTALLY absorbed with his shoe, that the man doesn't notice me or anyone around him.

Thinking, scouting, working

She's been in Barcelona for almost a decade, that I'm aware.

She walks with a stoop, has worn similar clothing in the 10+ years and exuded an aura of mystery.

I like this photo a whole lot.

The picture above is the first photo I took of her.

This day, the sun light was at its best.

She was walking and pacing in that way when one is "asking" for money from the tourists.

I looked around the Cathedral to observe any persons of interest, (meaning YOU!).

I turned and I saw her sitting with the light enveloping her.

I clicked, wouldn't you?

May be the last photo I take of her but I've learned never to say never.

His name is Hussein

For the past 2 years, I've seen this street vendor showing his goods.

We greet one another ... he with his big wide grin and me, a wave of my hand.

His name is Hussein.

If you see him, maybe you'd like to take home a memory of Barcelona that he's crafted with his own hands?

And, see if you get that big wide grin.

Man Killer

She's part of a group of ladies who prey on special days in various parts of Barcelona wearing vintage clothing.

She looks sophisticated, proper and terribly hot as I sit typing in a room where the thermometer reads 90 degrees.