Strolling

I see this old gentleman quite often on my walks through Bryan Park. He is always wearing this hooded jacket. When I pass him, I can only see a small portion of his round face protruding from under the hood. He wears oversized eyeglasses which also helps to obscure his face. One thing I always see clearly though, his is big smile. He never says a word to me but he always raises his hand in a wave and his smile always seems to get larger whenever Poppy and I pass him.