One of the things I really enjoy about street photography is the way it makes me see the world around me. I was recently walking in town, when I noticed a bike chained to a lamppost under a tree, a scene I remembered because I had photographed it several weeks ago. At that time, the bike itself was unremarkable, but attached to it at the rear was a metal basket filled with autumnal leaves that had fallen from the tree, arranged nicely by gravity and the wind. I stopped to take a picture, and now, weeks later I found that I vivdly recalled not just the bike, but the entire area. Anyone that knows me will assure you that recall of routes and landmarks is not one of my strengths – devotee of Google Maps that I am! But now, I have to admit that – contrary to my long-held belief (excuse) – my supposed lack of a natural gift for navigation might be the product of distraction. How ironic that a banal bike basket – and a mediocire picture I will never upload (!) – showed me that when we really pay attention to where we are, we see differently. This collection of images represents oddly memorable moments where things I would ordinarily never have noticed became meaningful because I slowed down long enough to really look.