Morning Blush

adark.lana

Charleston Magnolia Gardens

My body needs it—the hot baths, the care, the soft water, the perfume, the warmth. I take on the colors of the flowers, the bloom, the delicacy. It becomes me.

Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diaries of Anaïs Nin 1939-1947

“I carry the fruit of early summer in woven wooden baskets to put into iced water, garnished with basil and rosemary.”

stairs in an old cabin in cades cove

Facing the dream

She's the type that not only catches eyes but opens them.

JILL MULLEADY / “SOLUS LOCUS” / 2018 [oil on linen | 37 x 48″]