I ventured out to the backyard of my friend’s house as the smoke of a nearby bonfire drifted sluggishly through the neighborhood. It coated the air with its substance and sifted the early evening sunlight like gossamer.
The girl emerged silently from the house and moved to the swing hanging from the aged tree, the branch upon which it hung sagging ever-so-slightly beneath her weight. As she leaned back, her hair tumbled about her shoulders - the light glinted off its surface like the sheen of an angel. She swayed silently back and forth, legs pumping in the same rhythm she’d learned when she was little.
And, for a just moment, she was once-again.
15 comments:
What a beautiful moment and a lovely photo.
if this was my daughter I'd want this photo on my wall...very large! great capture!
Such a sweet story and beautiful picture!
this is beautiful. I just love the sun peeking through the branches!
Really beautiful. Love the feeling it evokes.
This is so pretty! The light is fabulous coming through the trees and I love swinging shots.
Gorgeous! Found you through IHF. Very excited to browse through your site.
I love your site. And I love this photo.
Gorgeous, of course. I love the colors. It's amazing what some smoke and haze can do for an image.
Oh my goodness. I love this so much. More than so much. Fantastic.
that light is gorgeous!
I appreciate your prose as much as your photography. Quiet, languid, reminiscent.
so glad you chose the one I voted for! It wasn't in the lead when I cast my vote, but I think it's fabulous!
Love how you told this.
The golden haze is so dreamy looking. Love this photo!
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