Where the wild thyme blows
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
Something is lacking in this? Anyone have any thoughts? I think this is the last from my little Rose series. Although I think I'll be using roses again and hopefully the skirt too!
The title is a quote from a Midsummer Night’s dream by Shakespeare. I actually live right next to the town where Shakespeare was born :).
I was completely blown away by the response to my last photo. 100 favourites! Really!? I had been camping on the night I uploaded it and got very confused that every time I looked at my phone there was another email from flickr! Then got very excited when I found out it had been explored! I love you guys!
I really hope that my next photo will be involving my lovely horse, Star. I have found the perfect field for the shoot although it’s quite a trek to get to it so I may have to catch my mother when she’s in a good mood to help!
This photo is in my portfolio on Vogue Italia :)