Three old ladies. Shhh…. Not that old. I got the best one. That’s a fact. There is a brother. We don’t much get shots with him.

I can get a group shot easily enough. Mostly the sisters do not want a picture. So it is a grab shot and difficult at best. They sort of smile and they indulge me as I grab a few quick shots hoping for a smile and eyes wide open. You end up with what you end up with. I pass the images along. Who cares? I wonder who matters to whom. Meanwhile they might get used to me and forget and let their guard down once in a while. Hey! I’m shy too.