On my evening walk, I went over to the large park that housed the Festival of Nations last month. It is all cleaned up and quiet. All ready for whatever is coming next....Even the benches along the walk were empty. Just the sounds of the fountains filled the park.
For the rest of my walk, I enjoyed the changing colors of the oranges on the trees, the new street musicians
and the things that don't ever change - like the old fountains, flowering patios, beautiful buildings, narrow alleys, fancy altars, and old walls.