A little fairy visited our enchanted forest.
What a fun! These brothers had been entering our magical forest and
“…The forest was ancient. The trees thick and old, roots that were twisted. It might once have been filled with bird-song and animals that roamed. But now it was ages past its former glory. It’s canopy was so dense that you could only see the occasional streak of sunlight that rarely touched the forest floor. Even its thick vines were slowly taking away the last remnants of the temple…
It was a huge pleasure to photograph this boy. He was during the session in his own world.
He had a conversation with the rabbit and was for a certain time the hero of our enchanted forest.
His mom was excited to see her little fellow so happy and involved.
The Little Vagabond
BY WILLIAM BLAKE
Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold,
But the Ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm;
Besides I can tell where I am use’d well,
Such usage in heaven will never…