Third Eye Blind

Looking through the viewfinder, I never knew she throws smiles all around the landscape, for wharever reasons I didn't realise, until I return home and download the images on computer.

While shooting the boy with the goats, my primary target, noticed in the viewfinder this lot emerge from afar and approaching consistently. Continue shooting whenever deemed fit the arrangement of elements until they're well past me crouching on the roadside beside the bike. Maybe she knew I won't see her smiles through the camera.