I didn’t realize the tapping noise was meant to get my attention.
En route to hiking trails, I’d paused to take a picture on one of the roads passing beside a section of condominiums in our neighborhood. Today had swung in with every full ounce of Fall, and I wanted to document each photographable inch. After all, sieve-like minds need countless ebeneezers. The more frequent and visible along the path, the better. So if you’ve recently seen me swinging around my iphone camera like a hobbyist photographer gone wild…you’ll know why.
Still, the tapping bounced somewhere to my left, so I turned on a surprised heel towards the condos.
A little face smiled through a third story window; a little hand waved widely.This precious one had been beating the pane so that she could simply wave at me, make some kind of eye contact.