Plain and simple, I wanted to write. I came to the coffee shop to enjoy a mocha and get into some writing but with the background noise it wasn’t going to happen. All I could hear was the annoying music in the background and a couple of guys talking decibels above everyone else. As I sat there sipping on my mocha my eyes wandered outside through the window. My mind quickly followed and I was now focused on the sunshine casting shadows of the black cast-iron chairs and tables across the flagstone patio. No longer a writer but now morphed into a photographer, I found myself pulling the camera out of the bag and moving towards the French doors leading to the patio. With shadows and shapes like those, images had to be taken. I’d write later. Just too much noise!