Market Vendors

I went to the mercado early this morning with the express purpose of finding some nice light. Our mercado is full of holes which let sunlight into all kinds of nocks and crannies. I walked my usual route, looking for new perspectives on things I have been looking at now for the past four years. This young woman, selling some kind of soup, was answering questions from someone off to her right. Not certain whether he was a customer or a helper, but I liked the differences between her smooth face and the wrinkled guy behind her. I tired it in black and white as well, but lost the warm glow of the sun I had been searching for, so color it is.