When
the night is past
and
the dawning of the new day
is
about to break
with
fresh hopes and dreams,
then
you will hear...
the singing of birds.
When
storm clouds break
to drift away
leaving bright patches of blue
with
golden shafts of sunlight
on
flower and leaf
sparkling with fresh drops of diamond rain,
then
you will hear...
the singing of the birds.
Yes
there are those times and places
when
the cold winter ends.
Springtime returns.
The dark night of the soul
is dissolved in a happy daybreak.
The storm is over.
Then
you will hear...
the singing of the birds.
-R.H.S.
the night is past
and
the dawning of the new day
is
about to break
with
fresh hopes and dreams,
then
you will hear...
the singing of birds.
When
storm clouds break
to drift away
leaving bright patches of blue
with
golden shafts of sunlight
on
flower and leaf
sparkling with fresh drops of diamond rain,
then
you will hear...
the singing of the birds.
Yes
there are those times and places
when
the cold winter ends.
Springtime returns.
The dark night of the soul
is dissolved in a happy daybreak.
The storm is over.
Then
you will hear...
the singing of the birds.
-R.H.S.
I took these images, in the Fall of 2015 before my life took a turn that needed my attention. I am ready to share this beautiful session with you, finally. I hope these images bring some warmth to you during this cold weather season.
Also, I am not even sorry for how long this blog post is. :)
*If you are a model, an artist, a photog, a human and you are looking to collaborate, shoot me an email!
[email protected]
Thank you for reading. xo, Danielle
Also, I am not even sorry for how long this blog post is. :)
*If you are a model, an artist, a photog, a human and you are looking to collaborate, shoot me an email!
[email protected]
Thank you for reading. xo, Danielle