Pollution levels this morning were ridiculously high, and visibility miserable. With no sun outside to cheer me up, I had the hardest time getting myself out of the house and into the gym. I was walking back from the gym, still stinky and without a camera, when I was rewarded with a scene of urban beauty. A fiddler had decided to take a nap on a tiny grass patch at a very busy intersection. I only had my phone to capture the moment, but I was thankful for it.
Those musically inclined may want to look up the
erhu, or Chinese two-stringed fiddle.
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The fiddler's nap |
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