Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her ‘Little Red Riding Hood.’
About the Story
Fun fact: in “Little Red Riding Hood” as told by Charles Perrault, Little Red Riding Hood dies. And that’s the end of the story.
About the Photo
Kaitlyn, my radiant red-hooded girl, got her exercise in this shoot, running back and forth for me so I could get some movement shots. The wind was against us, so she had a difficult and very entertaining time keeping the hood up. ;-)
Further Reading
To read the lovely moral tale of “Little Red Riding Hood,” click here.
To read the story you thought this was, click here to read “Little Red Cap.”
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