Out Of Her Element!

Her grandmother spoke of her in hushed tones through my car window on many occasions. Telling me short stories of where she was and what she and her mom and dad were up to and the exotic places they were able to live. You know... that very proud and adoring talk from grandmothers who tell the stories of their little grandchildren. I knew this little one was special and I wanted to take her picture from the moment she was first described. " ... I'll call you when they come to town again maybe you can take her picture. I've told my daughter about you..."

Last week I passed the grandmothers house, whizzing by as usual, ready to throw my hand up to extend informal greetings and there she was.. so small, gentle with the most precious eyes you have ever seen. Tossed sun lit hair and a warm perched smile. She had a relaxed demeanor that only an island child has. I backed the car up 50 yards and immediately arranged to take her picture.

After meeting her mother, I now contemplate that perhaps the relaxed demeanour comes from those who are closest to you and not necessarily the environment in which we live. None the less... mother, daughter and grandmother... certainly very much alike...

Thanks to grandmother and of course mom... who did not know me from Adam but trusted the gentle advice from her mom...

Looking forward to taking another round of pictures when Dad can come.


Take care..