The Man With The Orange Hat

I hadn't taken a street portrait for a few eons when I spotted a orange hat in Handen yesterday. It was Zebastian's. He was out on a health promenade, (a school thing), and he was on the clock, but he did have time for a few quick portraits. Where do you want me to stand, he asked, I looked around and figured that the green from the trees by the side of the walkway would match with the orange hat. And that was that. Then two funny coincidences happened when I uploaded the photo to flickr. One of my contacts, Magnus, a commuter train driver told me that he had also seen Zebastian that same day when he (Zebastian), entered the train at the Gröndalsviken station in Nynäshamn. That was the first coincidence. The other is that I first met Magnus when I took his somewhat unusual street portrait one Summer day nearly five years ago.