the old lady in the marked

... was standing just like that for what seemed like forever. Just thinking, I guess. Maybe about the flowers she had competition selling by a dozen other florists. Kind eyes, a very strict posture, but still not unfriendly. When I walked up to her to show her the photograph I just shot, she smiled, ran her hand gently over my cheek and nodded. I don´t really know what she meant by that, but it was all good. We were good. Not knowing each other, but still managing to feel so close. Just like that. Boarders and age don´t matter. I should travel more. I will travel more. Thank you for sharing your gentle touch with me old lady, and for reminding me that people aren´t always what they seem.