This mosaic sculpture was at the corner.
I've passed it and photographed it many times...
and never tire of doing so.
As I ventured through the comparatively empty market - normally open at 8 am, Reading Terminal opens at 10 am Sundays. If you visit on Sunday, you'll find that the Pennsylvania Dutch vendors, who offer some of the best food, are closed -
the neon signs
that populate the ceiling
kept catching my eye
to be photographed.
And then there was a moment of stillness, of subtle light, of quiet hope.