: A Day In The Hills

She turns her palms to the heavens and the sunlight gives soft kisses to her face. The world carries on as it always does but here she stands palms open to the mystery. She knows the cycles and the seasons show her the way, but this time she is receiving, a gift she thought was never there.
The fragrance of familiarity and the whispers of winters past, all one vibrant storybook.
Like the dawn of spring, I too can renew, I just have to remember it’s within me… a journal of wisdom, captivates my mind.
I am in love, love that is cyclical and fluid. It takes its course, traversing mountains and flowing with ease yet allusive and shape shifting, that is okay.

Photography: Grant Tyrell
Muse: Sophie Haber
Creative Direction: Abigael Whittaker