She emerged from the fields on my left while I was walking on a country-road this evening. She looked so real. So earthy. So lovely.

Before I knew it, I was asking her permission to take a photo of her. Saying neither yes, nor no, she went her way. I felt utterly foolish for thinking I could catch anything about her in a photo. She must’ve been tired after a long day at work. I wonder what it was I wanted to capture and why. I wonder how she felt in that moment. I wonder if living in a village is enough to extricates the city-dweller in you.

A few seconds later I turned around and clicked.