StreetWalkin': Playing for Notes

On Friday, I headed down to Fairhaven in the U.S. to take my bike in for it's 10 hour check up. Needless to say, I have ridden far more than 10 hours, as Thursday alone I rode it for 9.5 hours. While waiting, I toured the town, practicing my street photography. Some of the benches have a statue of a renowned figure lounging on them, to the delight of many who have their photo taken with them.

The first one - a statue of Mark Twain outside a book store.


The g/f taking a photo of them. Strong legs on that girl! Look how she's squatting.


Mark Twain, himself.


The town has tons of old brick buildings that have been renovated and add to the appeal of it.


I could hear piano music across the street, but couldn't figure out where it was coming from as I was looking into the bright light. Two ladies told me the piano player had pushed the piano down the street and set up on the corner to play. His music was absolutely delightful.


Two young ladies glazing outside a pottery shop.


Down a cobblestone alley, a restaurant is set up in a courtyard. One of the tables is set off by itself by this tree and raised a couple of feet above the cobblestones.


A cool door handle for an up-coming subject for photo club.


Family patio dining.


The red umbrella and dress caught my attention.


In the courtyard, people relax and enjoy some refreshments, or read.


Yep, the red hat caught my eye.


Savouring some ice cream.


Desultory conversation.


Across the courtyard, another statue.


Chopsticks are not a challenge for some.


Two Mexicans outside of a Mexican restaurant loading up a dolly.


Part of the courtyard, rimmed with restaurants (and a huge book store).


Looks like the statue's perving...


Wife is ahead, sampling the sweets while hubby limps gamely behind.


His turn! And look, they even matched colours.


Piano player returning from one of the restaurants.


I guess this guy prefers his own music.


Giving me the eye...


Busy corner.


I didn't see anyone in red tights, but this mature lady had red runners!


This couple was from Oz and asked me to move off the bench I was sitting on, next to some statue taking notes. No problem. Another couple asked me how my date was - I told them he was a little quiet, but he was at least writing everything down.


Another old brass door handle.


Conversing on a round bench.


Busker joining the piano player, maybe?


An old chandelier in one of the vintage buildings.


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