She is patient, and kind, and giving, and beautiful.
My muse. My baby girl. My Eden.
She allows me to practice and play, experiment and learn. I can be what I am, because of her.
Taken yesterday in that delicious, but oh-so-tricky sunset light – well, tricky for me at least. I’m getting there, as she holds my hand.
A few moments spent in field of yellow weeds by the side of the road. She makes everything beautiful.