While upstairs painting today, I glanced out the window to watch the local citizens strolling through the plaza below my windows. The usual sorts of pairs and trios, bearing styrofoam boxes back from lunch, or bundled up on a bench, eating out of a bag from home. Then, a solo figure on a unicycle lurches into view. He makes a few circles around the paved pathways, circling fountains, and furniture.
What was most striking, other than the fact that this guy was pretty good at keeping his balance, was that no one seemed to give him a second look, or visibly appear to appreciate his fleeting dance-like appearance. It felt like a treat, and a reminder to not be so dedicated to being on task, that I fail to notice wonderful little events like this!