The eyes have it
I have a thing for eyes. That thing is mainly my eyes of course. Sure they’re windows into the soul but aren’t they also startling little jewels which twinkle brightly on an otherwise pale canvas? The eyes make the face. It’s the first thing I notice when I look at a girl.
Okay, this is clearly not a girl. It’s a ginger friend called Allen. Awesome Allen. He was staring up at the sky (and God perhaps) during the Greenbelt Arts Festival.