Pistachios and Fruit

While wandering through the streets of Prague, I passed a shop that Rachel and I spent some time in when we were here eight months ago. I looked down to find a pistachio shell caught between the cobblestones. I'm pretty sure its been waiting, oh so patiently, all these months, for my return so it could rebuke me for littering.

On a totally unrelated note, I really miss beautiful produce like this - I honestly haven't seen berries since August. Don't worry - I bought three containers and they made it back only slightly squished.