Wet Flagstones

On a grey, rainy day, I took Ray to the confines of Dashilar hutongs, the expanse of Tiananmen Square, and the Forbidden City's mixture of both. Did the usual straight line through imposing square after imposing square, before veering off into the more intimate corners on either side, jostling umbrellas through arches and porticoes. As usual, ran out of time, leaving vast sections still unexplored.