Sometimes you stumble across a scene and you just have to capture it. This lady was practising a dance routine. She was on her own, quite a distance from me - far enough that she couldn't see me and I could only see her general outline and gestures.
It took a little while to get into the rhythm. She reminded me of a majestic tree with branches dancing in the wind, hence the Ulysses quote:
'THE YEWS: (Mingling their boughs.) Listen. Whisper. She is right, our sister. We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall. We gave shade on languorous summer days.'