Mindful chocolate hardshell, please

As I was walking on 23rd Street to the PATH train after work, an elderly blind woman -- no dog, no cane -- strolled in the opposite direction, and she was simply enjoying her chocolate hardshell, vanilla ice cream cone. She & I happened to be passing the blind school where I usually bump into folks and their seeing dogs either taking a break from their activities or waiting to board a commuter van. For the next five minutes, I thoughtfully focused on how delightful that ice cream cone was for that woman. And I . . . delighted in the fact that we crossed paths. Thank you, Buddha Lady, for reminding me about the joys of taking to the pavement mindfully and indulging in simple pleasures too!