This photo was taken on one of the last days before the pandemic hit, when people were enjoying the outdoors not knowing it would be their last time in a while doing so. During lockdown, I found myself staring at this image frequently, and rather obsessively. It feels strange to be out again now, to transform from the audience to the subject of this image I took what feels like centuries ago.

Laughter rings against my ears. Or is it an echo from the past?
I smell the soil as my palms rest on the cold glass.
I’ve lost count of the days.