On our way from Tehran to Isfahan we stopped over in this beautiful, calm village called Abyaneh.
The architecture and the garb of the locals is very unique and the ladies are traditionally dressed with colourful headscarf despite the fact that a lot of Iranian ladies wear black tschadors.
I was sitting on the village square looking at the locals chatting with each other and suddenly this lady rode along the street with her donkey.
She was quit relaxed and the blinding sun forced her to cover her eyes with her scarf. She was so relaxed and it nearly looked like she was sleeping on her donkey.