Isn’t the marquee perfect for this place? The colors in Provincetown are pretty glorious.

The polar opposite. I was so struck by how sad this girl in the Portuguese bakery looked. To me, her demeanor said more than, “This job sucks.” I was hoping she’d cheer up, but she looked the same when we walked by later. Maybe it was just a bad day.

Two of my favorite things: old signs and books.

A living statue much like the one we encountered in Barcelona:

It can’t be easy to wear bronze makeup and hold poses all day long. My hat’s off.

And then there’s just plain statuesque. The contrast between the red and blue, short and tall–love it.

Hope your weekend is fantastic.