On the eve of Spring, Yoga Night. I shop and wait for Maria’s class to end. I go shopping, then walk the streets looking for photos. Found one. At an ice cream stand with the big camera. Then this, this very beautiful Price Chopper sign in a lonely parking lot. I love these nights when I can skulk around and take photos. I grew up like this, ghostly and invisible child drifting through the streets of Providence. Lovely, sad, haunting, lonely comforting.