“Today my forest is dark. The trees are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.”
There is a brevity to beauty. Every day is between two bookends of a watercolor sky. A caterpillar gives way to wings and soon after sets as the sun.
The forest is dark.
The trees are sad.
The butterfly’s wings are broken.
I still loved the following photos, but they didn’t quite make the cut and didn’t tell the story the way I wanted to convey it. Also, I owe a huge thank you to Lizzy for braving the insects of the forest! Not only did she lay on the ground, snuggle a tree, and walk barefoot, but she also became an evening snack for mosquito’s (sorry dear!).
Before we left the forest I caught a glint of red in Lizzy’s hair. It was a moment that I could have easily passed by without a thought but I asked Lizzy to stay there for a moment. When I lifted the camera, the most beautiful light leak appeared. This series was about the butterflies and the light looked like wings! After seeing the image SOOC I was determined to do as little editing as possible with the goal of enhancing the existing beauty.