I took this picture in Bac Ha, but it didn’t seem to fit in my earlier post, as it was taken on one of the side streets, rather than in the market. It’s not the sharpest picture I’ve ever taken, but I like it, so I’m posting it on its own here.
She was making rice noodles in a tiny street-side kitchen in the late afternoon. I liked the way she was lit by the fading sunlight outside, and I liked her style. Her slightly incongruous black suit jacket made a great contrast to the bright colours worn by the Flower Hmong market traders elsewhere in town.