On a sunny afternoon last week, I walked around the Circle
to enjoy the, for once, reasonable temperatures
and bright colors. I always like to look at the displays
of frames at Ossip Optometry and try to find ways to
get a picture of the array of styles offered.
This time, I noticed the inverted/converted
reflections of the monument in the lenses and
the glass display shelves.
Long gone are the days when "four eyes" meant
one resigned one's self to glasses that were
about as attractive as the orthopedic shoes
I wore as a child -- brown or black with thick soles.
Now, if I could only get shoemakers to create
stylish and pretty pumps for my short, wide feet.
And my "selfie"? I'm that black blob
at the bottom in the yellow frames.