She was tall and willowy and moved with grace. I watched her for some time before I started photographing her. She was attentive to her daughters, both little beauties who clearly had the good fortune to inherit their looks from the mother.
Night was falling. A band was playing in the plaza, which was crowded, but there was a magic circle around this little family that opened up space for the girls to gambol and dance. One of the best things about photography is people watching.