Early Spring Styled Shoot pt. 2

“Accustomed to tears, sunlight fade and whisky stains, her corners curled. Wild flowers are pressed between her textures, and with spontaneous page selections, she gifts a fragrantly apricot, timely word.

Her pilgrimage: one set of golden hands to another, giving what is needed— a word in season. She is a creation.

A song to be shared. Silent breaths kept for a quiet place. Open her with an open heart— her story will leave you a gift.”