Looking Up

I think I may have figured out the reason (or at least one of them!) that I like my favourite cafe so much.
There’s always something to look at – lots of knick-knacks, new decorative touches, books in odd places. This includes higher up on the walls, where you may not think to look at first.

I felt a bit down when I went in, but started to feel better after a while. Normally I would attribute that to the coffee and muffin (which I’m sure helps), but I noticed that I was spending a large proportion of my time gazing…up.
At the bottles in the window. At the plaster. At the lightbulbs. And the very act of looking upwards was also making me feel more “up”! I’m not sure what the other patrons thought of me staring up at the light through green bottles and grinning like a loon, but it made my day!

Here’s another of my views – a bee, I believe…