Only moments before the bag had held zucchini or scallions perhaps.  Now it lay crumpled on the table fodder for my imagination as sunlight filled its cavities.

At first I thought of folds of cloth and crinkled skirts like women wore so long ago.  But then as the rays of light shifted, I imagined glaciers and ice caves illuminated in rainbow colors throughout an arctic day.

The sun soon dipped behind a building and with it most of the light but just enough remained for one last shot that made me think of a cavern opening.