Everything was three times brighter and a little blurry, but I could see alright. Knock the speed down a bit, keep my eyes (all five of them) on the road and drive.

A sunny day, January almost over, a late morning in Oakland and then, just out of the corner of my eye, I caught a pair of the longest legs on a lady ever fashioned in a fashionable skirt cut just below her thighs. And I thought: well, I'd really like to turn around and take a look, but I've got this dilation thing going and that would probably not be the right thing to do just now since I'd entered the canyon area filled with short streets, traffic lights and lots of cars and the little courtroom scenarios that were running through my head all came out badly for the Sole Prop so I pushed on, camera on the seat beside me.

Who knows what I'd seen. Young woman in her twenties, nicely dressed with a short skirt showing a wonderful amount of leg. I haven't seen them that short in a very long time and I wondered, briefly, if the woman were in business, but none of the rest pointed to that. So I thought, well, spring is coming, summer can't be far behind and maybe when summer comes there will be more ladies with longer than legal legs striding down the sidewalk of this city, one, two, maybe three at a time.

So, the world still fuzzy, I returned to my office feeling much better about the day. I have no doubt there's some small chlorophyl component in my genes that sends calm and soothing tingles to my brain whenever the days are bright. So, whoever you are, young lady, thank you for your walk on the sidewalk as I passed you by. I have no idea what you are wearing might bring you, in this life or the next, but for a moment, eyes dilated and threading through traffic, duck on a pond, it brought me to notice the fine sunny day and the coming of spring. A ding - ding - ding.