Bicycle touring Sardinia. I
carefully framed the men, the green benches, the high rock wall,
and was about to push the shutter when a woman, completely garbed
in traditional black, sallied forth, walking in front. The old
men's voices held traces of indignation as they yelled at her:
"Get out of the way, old woman, can't you see we're having
our picture taken!" She continued sedately on her way, ignoring
the elderly rapscallions, looking neither left nor right. Sometimes
the best shots are the unplanned ones. |