Vientiane's streets are markets as well -- lined with vendors selling goods of all kinds. This vendor sells soups made with fresh vegetables while keeping her daughter occupied.
It was the translucent umbrella that drew me to the scene. The little girl could not take her eyes off me, but had no idea what I was doing. Her mother was trying to tell her, but it was beyond her comprehension. I found this interaction quite charming, and use the lovely umbrella with the soft golden light coming through it, along with the cooking utensils and the fresh produce, as context for the mother-child relationship.