Street photography always feels like a small risk — for both sides.

I was in Lisbon, roaming with my camera, when I spotted an older woman in a teal trench coat. She walked with this graceful, deliberate pace, head high, like she knew something we didn’t. I raised my camera and smiled.

She nodded — barely — but it was permission. And in that one second, she gave me her presence.

Click.

I never caught her name. But she knew she was seen. And I think that mattered.

🚶‍♀️ Field Note: Always ask with your eyes before you ask with your lens.