I'm short; the husband is tall. So, why is that important?
The other day, we got out of our car on Fifth Street and right away the husband suggested that I take a shot of the line of bay windows of the brick building. You know the one that's on the corner of San Benito Street and Fifth Streets. So, I did. I took several snaps. But, my results were duds. That's when I realized if I was just a foot taller, I'd have a bunch of lovely photos of what the husband was viewing. Maybe I should carry a ladder around with me.
Anyway, being short, I did see an angle of this lamp post on Fifth Street that I liked.