The pavement is wet outside from the hard rain we had this morning. The sun is shining through the clouds now. Reflecting off the metal that makes up my gold mini cooper parked on the side of the road causing it to glisten. A bird with dark wings, white spots on his breast and a red feathered head flies down and lands on the electrical cords running from my house to the tall brown pole across the street. The little birds stays for only a minute then hops once, twice and flits off over the roof and out of sight. The few leaves left on the trees out front shake occasionally as a slight breeze moves through the barren branches. Every few minutes a car glides down the street in front of my house pulling to a stop at the sign near the end of the road. Two men walk by in the opposite direction of the cars on this one way street both in jeans bought to look baggy but fit at the waist. One had shaved all the troubles form his head but added a hoodie just in case he becomes self-conscious of his lack of hair and decides the Unibomber look is a better choice. The other fills out his look with a plane T-shirt and a small black pony tail. They walk on taking no notice of me watching them from my window. Another car goes by followed closely by a bicycle whose rider looks as though she is wearing a prized piece of the Derelict collection a la Zoolander. The sun is drying up the sidewalk even as I sit here. A ray of sunlight is being sent straight through my window by the new roof on the Saints Peter and Paul Church which is just a block away. I think it is time to move away from the window, take a rest on the couch and wait for the baby to wake from his afternoon nap.