At a farmer's market, Ken was taking a break. As he saw me approach, he quickly extinguished his cigarette. Darn! Anyway, he had no reservations about being photographed, but he did have to get back to work soon. His booth sold blueberry products, but due to a very hot summer, he had no fresh blueberries. I was surprised to learn that he grows them in Arcadia, FL, in the south central part of the state. I had no idea that blueberries could be grown this far south. If this hot weather continues, perhaps they WON"T be grown this far south.
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Several weeks after this photograph was taken, there was a human interest story in the newspaper about Ken and his wife. In 1992, while living in the Midwest, their 15 year old daughter was murdered. Wow, you never know what hardships acquaintances have endured.
I had my walk around lens, the Tamron 17-50 f2.8. I do not "trust" it for portraiture, but at 50mm, I was pleased at the result.