There’s always one face in a café that tells the real story — and today it was this one. Sitting quietly under the table, half-hidden behind chair legs and a tangle of leads, watching the world with patient, slightly worried eyes.
I liked the light in this — soft, reflected off the floor and the water bowl — but mostly I liked the mood. The calm loyalty, the quiet waiting. The human conversation above, the silent companionship below.
#17
~1130
@Hitchin
