Waiting for the Bus

It was Friday and the beginning of Spring Break at Brockport. I was the only student left in the campus (so I assume). I was waiting for the bus! It was about 5:30 p.m. The wind was chilly and it was an agony standing at the bus stop, so I toyed with my camera.

Winter season has passed, but Spring brings chill as cold as witches kiss.

Hey, that's a pair of Prada eyeglasses, but I am not the devil.