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Still Life on the Street
Attraction in the Courtyard
It was a cool Saturday morning here in Oaxaca Centro. I was out early, my camera eager to explore the streets. Neither of us were disappointed.
Just before finding these two fallen blossoms I was having my morning latte at Cafe Brujula.
While writing morning thoughts on my phone, I noticed a woman across the courtyard looking my way. I made a mental note, but didn’t give it much thought.
A bit later I was walking towards the door and glanced her way. She was again looking at me, we both smiled and I was on my way. Stepping out onto the sidewalk I smiled to myself thinking . . . there was some bit of attraction back there. At seventy this is not a common occurrence. I smiled bigger this time.
Not two minutes later I saw these two fallen blossoms resting on a concrete bench. My camera was eager to make their portrait. I realized the image I was framing was a lovely metaphor for what had just transpired at the cafe. I was happy to have a visual record of a sweet moment in time.
In the same moment, the camera and I decided there must be individual portraits made of…
