A sunny afternoon, corner of Spring Garden and Queen, and there you were, a lovely young lady with a large, golden head scarf, smiling right at me. I looked around to double-check and when I looked back, you were still smiling. You offered: “You wear your long hair nice.” Nothing like a compliment from a total stranger to make my day. I hope your basket of excellent karma runneth over. —Still Smiling
This article appears in Sep 13-19, 2012.