snapshot eyes

Cold sun, late August. The woman in the paper shop says "You don't know what to put on."

Behind the hedge at the park entrance, two teenage boys, woolly hats pulled down over their ears, with two alsations - the dogs snarling and jousting with each other.

Off the path, a white solid dog with chisel head and pink eyes - crapping, head turned towards the hedge. Owner stands, lead taut, looking the other way. The red shit bin is at the top of the hill.

At the top of the hill, a henna haired woman in a thick jumper sits on a bench next to a thin other worldly man with pale grey hair. She has given him her pink cotton scarf to wear.

Eyes, ears, nose, camera, notebook - here goes.....