The rain has wet the flower growing on the bush by the path up to the entrance of the park. Large drops of water have coalesced on the bloom, the pale petals are almost translucent.
Think about taking a picture, then consider, and do not bother.
Do not take the high path through the park, the hoodie is a warm piece of clothing but not waterproof and the rain may pick up again.
On this cloudy morning the path is very dark, gloomy, it is sinister in a romantic sort of way. Everything is wet and shiny. Walk on beside the path along the town wall, reentering the town's streets at the russian orthodox church. The first services have just finished, there are groups of churchgoers standing about chatting. The church seems to have more custom than the big catholic churches.
Walk on throught the town in the miserable rain. Look into the windows of the big watchmaker's store, there are very highly priced ostentatious watches there. They are all incredibly expensive, and they are all automatic watches, even a few that need winding. There are no electrical watches.
They are mostly ugly ostentatious things.
But fascinating.
There are a few pedestrians about, there are a very few people in the cafés. The morning's coffee at home has eliminated the wish for any further morning beverage. It would be nice to go to a cafe to have a breakfast now, but they are all full, there are no single tables, and
really don't care that much at all.
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