It’s a Sunday in Davidson. After church at a busy local restaurant. It’s warm, the sun is shining, the frock and sandals are new. Mom and dad are standing in line. I’m catching up on the local real estate listings!
For this posting it would be best to let the photographer do the talking. “Whenever my dad comes to visit we love to go to Toast in Davidson, a quaint restaurant with delicious food, always jam packed with hungry church-goers dressed up to the nines. One such young lady was this little girl, whom I watched for a good 10 minutes prance around with her brothers and sister, and eventually after pillaging the magazine rack by the side of the restaurant, settled herself down very gracefully, crossed her legs elegantly, and assumed a very mature quiet pose that I just had to capture. She looked up a few times to make sure people were taking notice, because she was very consciously imitating the adults about her. I had to snap the shot of her sitting there, fascinated by the real estate pictures, and holding her place confidently in a way only a child can.”
It’s all about light, shadows, colors, textures and hope. It’s a lovely side of humanity.