In the morning, during the week days, moment that I use to ride my bike, searching or not for scenes, most of the people use to be at work, or school. Despite fishermen and retired folks, young mothers with their little ones or grandparents. These two, had their time and something very special between them going on. They where not young, not old, not fishing, had not a dog to walk … and I didn’t exactly took permission, just observed them for a moment. From my distance I didn’t want to aggress the intimacy, even when this single image came through.
It is never too early and never too late.
Iara, last Friday at 9:00 am.