Drawing on the past

I love thinking I have found a special place that no one has found before. It makes me feel good. I know the reality, but somehow in the first few minutes when I've happened upon something unexpected, I feel like I've been let in on a secret that only I know. This is how I felt when I was in NYC, waiting for the bus back to the airport, and I 'found' Bryant Park, being set up for a Christmas Fair. I bought myself a coffee, sat down and drew. It was great.