I was strolling through the park on that torrid day, camera in one hand and a bag of nuts in the back pocket (was hoping I'd have the chance of meeting some squirrels and invite them to model for nuts); I was starting to get a tiny bit frustrated when I saw this lady lost in her crossroads magazine. Right away I remembered that I should stop and smell the roses from time to time enjoying the present moment and even getting a bit lost in it. After all, that's what life is all about, isn't it?