Sweepers

I had spent the morning frustrated, not connecting with anyone, walking the streets, unable to find the shots. Returning to a park that had been empty and silent a few hours earlier, I found it undergoing a rigorous sweeping. I smiled and pointed at my camera. This immediately evoked a flurry of hair arranging and scarf straightening. When everyone was arranged, the picture taking commenced. Efficiency took a steep dive for the cleaning brigade, but it made all the difference in my day.