Still wealthy and about a foot taller

A fabulous day.

Burritos for lunch, bumming around the shops without buying anything, dancing in the streets (with scarves), poking our fingers in water fountains, watching old men play chess, smelling the soaps at Lush, petting friendly dogs, chatting with strangers seated in sidewalk cafés, wearing a purple cape and red boots (that would be her), taking pictures (that would be me), looking at blips (Grace's), playing our harmonicas, reading fairy books, playing with Auntie Manko's jewelry and pretending it has magical powers.

Bella has always loved these fountains on my One Street, but the last time I took a picture of her playing in them, she was nearly a foot shorter.