Saturday, on Ann’s way back out the door the second time, I grabbed my camera, got in her way for just one quick shot, not giving her time to straighten her shawl out, and then let her go. I knew she needed to be in a hurry to get back.

At one point not long after they had all arrived the first time, she said something to which I responded, “Oh good. You were nervous too?”

And that was the end of any possible shyness whatsoever: we’d both opened up and that was that. She was a kindred spirit, and I can’t wait to get to know her better.