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continued…

I could see her anguish and the last thing I wanted was to take it too far, it was time to let the music, nature, and her wonderful self, take over…”Okay then my little butterfly….fly!”

The music as described in the previous post was now on repeat as I had instructed the signal man in the box, I could see he was as spellbound as me. (I hope you clicked on the link, it’s beautiful isn’t it? Good old Mozart!)

And fly she did, the sunlight kissed her, the shadows licked her and the music bathed her naked beauty.

The light was right, her mood was right, I dare not look at my camera settings…I told myself…..’Have faith Jonesy! You know you have it all set…..keep your mind on the subject, remember the thirds, concentrate….’

more to come…

Asa