If you have children of your own, or have been near children, you already know the pleasure of watching them grow. Children are like flowers slowly developing and blooming into beautiful human flowers–specially if they are girls.
Karol, our grandniece, has been very close to us and we have monitored her growth and developing into a girl from a miniscule baby when she was born. She’s now three years old, but looks much older. When her mother dressed her with a pollera, she blossomed into a beautiful tropical flower. Karol carries the latin “raza” proudly and graciously over her shoulders. This is Karol, wearing her first pollera.
Photograph of Karol holding up her pollera like a large blue butterfly. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Karol carries the latin "raza" with pride. Her Spanish roots are unmistakable. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
This is what I mean about the blooming of a flower. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Photograph of Karol, our grandniece, posing for the camera like an angel passing through my room. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Portraiture of Karol displaying her character and beauty. I sometimes wonder how she will look like when she's 15 years old. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
A close up picture of our grandniece Karol all dressed up with a Panamanian pollera. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
After taking this picture, I now believe in angels. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Children grow up so fast, that one day you wake up and your child has transformed into an adult. The magic age of youth has vanished in a wink of an eye. We should spend as much time as we possible can with our children while they’re still children to capture their charm and purity. Good Day.
