Every picture tells a story. This was taken in Tequila, MX. Some friends were visiting from France and were shopping for obsidian which is mined and worked in this area. I was parked, waiting for their return. I noted the attractive young woman out my window. And I could hear the fellows down at the corner carrying on about this young woman in a manner a little too loud and a little too outspoken. Her eyes tell her reaction, she is not happy nor is she impressed by these fellows. You can see the men in the truck mirror.
Another from Mexico, different time. This is in Patzcuaro at El Dia de los Muertos, The Day of the Dead. There are events during the day and this woman and her little daughter were at one of the daytime gatherings. A simple Madonna and Child. This is from the 31st of October, the evening when the children come back from the Underworld. The gates open at midnight and are open until dawn when the children leave until the next year. This is a happy event and families gather in cemeteries or wherever graves are to visit with the departed. Flowers are important: Marigolds, Baby's Breath and Coxcomb are the usual, Marigolds a must. Candles and other lights on the graves abound. Silent, respectful and quietly joyous families gather to celebrate this communion. This is not a casual event.
And because you asked, here are the flowers, some stashed by a tree at the early moring wholesale flower market in Patzcuaro. Left to right, Baby's Breath, Coxcomb, Marigolds.
Young Street Musician. Her mother watched from the side of the plaza, three children singing for money.
Downtown Buenos Aires.
Minolta Maxxum 5D, 70-180mm 3.5-4.5 lens @ 180mm, f6.3, ISO100
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