Garden Dreaming

When all home chores were done, floors were cleaned, shelves dusted and potatoes pilled for dinner later that day, I could finally go and run free around my gardens. While listening to the birds singing between the tree branches I dreamed of far away countries, pretended to be somewhere else and someone else, read my day away till there was no light left… that was my childhood and I couldn’t be happier with it.

This shoot was inspired by my childhood in far away Russia!

Thank you to a beautiful model for making it happen;-)
And have to mentioned the 1980’s dress that I found in vintage store in Santa Barbara- isn’t it amazing!


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