flowers along the way

An overnight coach to Amsterdam
I arrive in the cloak of darkness
Instead of the tram
I choose to walk along the canal
to the venue for this weekend.
With my attention on a photo
I almost miss a glance to the sky
And a whisp of golden dawn
Which is gone when I look back
A minute later.
Searching for a coffee
I come across this hand painted
Reminder.
How fortunate