
A gentle rain is scenting the dry places along the trail as we climb through the forest. The vibrant green of Spring grass opens the heart. Music from a tinkling brook echoes the gratitude we are feeling. Here, we follow our instinct. We leave all that is learned behind and surrender to the knowing.
a butterfly
with tenderness
she dances
from flower to flower
pure white and breathing
© Xenia Tran

Wishing you all a happy Monday,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Settings: f/1.8 – 1/1250 s – ISO 200, f/1.8 – 1/1250 s – ISO 180 and f/5 – 1/1250 s – ISO 1000.
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