Sitting on the green shag carpet, I would watch my father go back and forth from the makeshift dark room to the sink. When I peaked inside the room, I saw magic liquid in small plastic bins. I knew the liquid was magic because it came from special, shiny silver containers. All I saw was water, but dad knew how to harness the magic to make paper turn into pictures.
I took a little stroll after last weekend’s rain. So, Now I present to you the cast of characters that I met along the way.