I saw them with their groceries, holding hands, looking each other in the eye from time to time. I stopped them and asked if I could take their picture, they looked at me with confusion but we were able to communicate through hand gestures. I took two pictures of them. I never expected them to kiss each other with so much love. After they hugged me and held my hand while thanking me. Tears started to come down my face. If this is what getting old is I am not afraid of it.
I loved her glasses and handkerchief. She took her glasses off for the photo. I explained to her that I loved her glasses, she kept them on and smiled happily.
Like the scene of a movie. Great Market Hall in Budapest. His elegance deserved a portrait. Budapest Metro.
They were so happy. I liked their hats. Great Market Hall in Budapest.
Her hat, her wrinkles full of life, her hands holding the bill and her back captivated me until she reached the stand.
