Late September. The sun was blinking through the leaves of the trees. A wedding.

Soon after the bride had been guided into the church the musicians arrived. Joking and caressing their instruments they prepared themselves for the reception to follow…

Oh, and I had a breakfast burrito earlier where I drew this other random guy. Not that you cared, but he is on the same page and it makes a nice composition. Works for me…

Take care,

-Your visual flaneur