Ainsley, Magnolia's signal the end of winter | Child Portrait Session

My darling noonday, the magnolia drops her gaze, serenely dreaming
She dreams of me standing on tip-toe before her like a phantom
she sheds pretending flowers, or makes the best of a
gently gusting breeze in clear skies, or a peal of thunder, to dance me
from her skin, from her uneasy heart
— Chun-qiu lai xin