So, a couple of Sundays back, my family and I visited this placed called Briermere Farms on Long Island. They sells home-made pies along with organic fruits and veggies.
This young lady was courteous and sweet even after we ordered five billion pies from her: chocolate cream, peach, and strawberry-rhubarb pies.
“It is always this busy?” my mom asked her.
“Well, only on Saturdays.” She smiled.
Although I miss taking pictures of random strangers, I thought it would be weird not to mention risky to go around asking people for their photos. They might think that I could be further invading their privacy as this pandemic already has been doing. (I mean, I definitely feel like we’ve been not only anti-social but also anti-polite during this era.)
However, I like knowing that we’re all connected to each other (I believe that we are made by God) and through taking photos of people I feel a bond even if it’s brief.
So, when I asked her, “Hey, can I take your photo? I take pictures of strangers.”
She was totally down with it. “Sure!”