As the shadows lengthened and the sun gently began slipping towards the horizon, we stole to our own little magical world. She blew; a bubble formed and floated onto the leafy, verdant leaves, the sun streaming through the translucent dome until it popped and another took its place. She blew again, coaxing the soapy film on the wand to form a sphere, adding to the others already dancing around her hair. We stayed out in our enchanted garden until the sun, in all its glory, kissed the world goodbye for the day.
Sometimes, I'd give anything to go back to those late summer evenings.
photos taken in september