Wood nymphs, be jealous. The sun is smiling here. Soft winds blew around, and as the yellow sun shifted ever slightly towards the horizon the air became chillier. But we hardly noticed .. because there was music coming from the flowers. First, a clear sweet song of pinks and whites, mixed with the light harp strings of baby’s breath .. then a rush of purples with a sharper edge.
In an imaginary world, a rocking horse is a mounted steed with a cavalry of foot soldiers to escort the princess to the castle. A simple wooden flute is as clear and loud as the sounding of trumpets announcing the arrival of the queen. And glitter is the stars falling from the sky in awe of the beautiful sight below.
My gosh, I’ve just waxed romantically poetic about a simple child’s shoot! But, without imagination – there would be no dreams, no colors, and no music from flowers …
We really had a perfect evening for Emma’s 3 year old photo shoot .. the sun gave the perfect aura to our ethereal styling!
Happy birthday Emma! We love you! :)
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