Yesterday as I was popping out of work for some lunch, I suddenly noticed the market, whose striped awnings brighten up the aptly named Market Square on a daily basis.
As well as the inevitable touristy bits and bobs, here you can find locally-grown vegetables, home-made bread and cakes, vintage clothes, a dressmaker who'll fix hems etc., a second-hand book stall, and various crafty sellers offering ceramics, wooden toys, jewellery...
I was also struck by the number of men in hats and waxed jackets at this second-hand book stall!
Obviously the market is not the most beautiful thing about Cambridge and there are many other beautiful things (buildings, especially) that I walk past every day without fully appreciating them.
But this just happened to be what I saw at a particular moment, with some dramatic clouds and light, and it reminded me how lucky I am to live somewhere that has more on offer than chain stores.