Wednesday, August 14

The Honolulu Museum of Art consists of lots of galleries or rooms separated by open spaces. We sit in the open space dedicated to the coffee shop.

Overhead hang a set of sails to keep the sun off the patrons. Through them I can see a small part of a tall building. If I had waited a few moments longer the sails would feature the shadows of some birds flying overhead.

I didn’t realise I should wait longer.

I never do.