She sat alone, among the crickets chirping.
She sat alone, lost deep in thought.
She sat alone, amid the humid afternoon haze.
She sat alone, at the edge of the "battle field" awaiting the Civil War encampment/reenactment. Before her would be the soldiers charging through fields blooming high with goldenrod, the cannon fire ringing in the echoing distance and the gun smoke lingering through the trees still wet with summer rain.
Here she sat, this absolutely stunning, beautiful woman.
I was captivated by her simple, elegant beauty.
[Prints of my original photography, above, will soon be offered in my shop.]