Well, that's what she said as our paths crossed at Union Square Park. So I said "yes"—though of course the picture I made is anything but a headshot. It's another iteration of Bill Pierce's "hey mister, take my picture," riff.
Yesterday afternoon at Hidden Valley, Steep Rock Preserve. There was a light mist still floating in the air after heavy rains overnight and through the morning. Everything was soaked, with all the richness that gives to the colors and the tonal depth it gives to dark surfaces.