Showing posts with label portrait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label portrait. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

summers eve




on a summer evening we chased the sunset to celebrate Bronte` and her graduation .

 , she is...

a dreamer

a baker


a fastionista

a beauty

a scholar

she is ,...my girl










If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.”
― A.A. Milne

Thursday, 31 October 2013

steele








“Babies are soft. Anyone looking at them can see the tender, fragile skin and know it for the rose-leaf softness that invites a finger's touch. But when you live with them and love them, you feel the softness going inward, the round-cheeked flesh wobbly as custard, the boneless splay of the tiny hands. Their joints are melted rubber, and even when you kiss them hard, in the passion of loving their existence, your lips sink down and seem never to find bone. Holding them against you, they melt and mold, as though they might at any moment flow back into your body.

But from the very start, there is that small streak of steel within each child. That thing that says "I am," and forms the core of personality.






Thursday, 21 March 2013

lady in waiting

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart”
― Helen Keller