People of the Swap Meet
Right after church this afternoon, Jerry wanted to go to the swap meet here in Lake Havasu to speak with someone. I did not have on shoes that were comfortable enough to traipse around the swap meet, so he left me at the car.
“I’ll take a few pictures,” I said. “I’ll walk around close by until you return.”
Using my zoom telephoto lenses, I snapped these few “street scene” pictures. I haven’t done much of this kind of photography, but it is quite appealing to me.
The person at the church had told Jerry where the booth was he wanted, and without walking too far himself, he tried to locate the gentleman and his wares.
The area was jammed with shoppers.
From where I stood the nearest vendor was one of hats. I watched this man stroll to the merchandise. His wife (?) peered at him; I think maybe she had a smirk on her face.
Tags and all.
“How do I look?”