The Village Wedding - 21 - the fearless child
We met Lisa yesterday - being helped by her mother. Here she is, whilst the ceremony was taking place in the church - running away from her father into what seems like a dark hole of the village (in fact simply a covered part of the beautiful old street) - but of course no fear for her, as she probably lives in the village and knows every inch of it. A fearless beauty.
Nice picture. Lisa looks like she'll grow up to be a tigress, fearless and quite lovely.
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ReplyDeleteFantastic shot!
ReplyDeleteVery charming photograph. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteLovely! Little girls are often in a hurry to left the nest, when little boys would want to stay at home... It is not a rule but I often note this through my work with children.
ReplyDeleteSome kids don't seem to fear getting lost or losing their parents. I've always wondered how far they would go on their own before turning back if the parents were'nt running behind them all the time...
ReplyDeleteAND I must mention kudos for the cool guy - very cool indeed.
ReplyDeleteDid he not mind you taking pics of him?
nice shot - I've really enjoyed all of the village wedding photos!
ReplyDeleteNathalie,
ReplyDeleteI don't think the cool guy even noticed me. He was occupied with his telephone call and of course my new camera, with it's 18 X zoom enables me to snap a shot more discreetly.
Your photo-journalist-self has done a tremendous bit of work here, Jilly. So entertaining, so well beautifully photographed. I've looked back and enjoyed all of them!
ReplyDeleteLook everydayas this is such a brilliant series. The happy adventurer does on her town travels is so sweet.
ReplyDeleteLisa is indeed fearless. I love that old street and stone steps - just lovely.
ReplyDeleteI can just imagine that she is a handful to keep track of on a normal day as well. very cute.
ReplyDeleteI wish our children here were more like her. Filipino parents tend to over-protect their children. A view like that—a very young child running off without someone holding her hand—is almost unheard of.
ReplyDeleteLovely shot, Jilly. Made me sentimental for some reason.
Mysterious holes like in the old Menton where little guys play football.
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