"You look tired" he said as I reached my car that morning.
Shaking his head he rephrased himself, "Do you think you look tired?"
I shrugged at the stranger, and looked up at the grey morning sky. Winter was creeping in and everywhere was damp from the recent rain. "Everyone is tired at this time of year."
"Is this your car? I cleaned it for you."
I looked at him, this stranger who had halted me.
"The birds, you know. I have a woollen sock. It works well, wool. It just wipes off, like this. See?"
I looked at him as he wiped at my car with a white woollen sock.
"I'm going to clean my steps using it next."
I muttered my thanks and excused myself. Interesting kindness and odd words.