thinking place

I love walking this path in the mornings when the fog is drifting and playing with the light. One morning this woman was at the fence when I got there ... she said it was her "thinking place". I walked on to leave her in her space, and continued down the path. When I came walking back up about 45 minutes later she was still there. I didn't have the heart to disturb her ...

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Uploaded on October 4, 2009
Taken on September 1, 2006