Waiting . . .

Mother & Child

Friday in February, New York Fashion Week, and a blizzard hits the North East.

At the Highline Stages I managed to snap more than a few attendees as they left one show 
for the next but sometimes it pays to stop.  Wait for the quiet moment and it will find you.
I turned, and there they were.

Mother and child, through the glass door, waiting in the warmth, waiting for the taxi.