The world beyond the hidden garden faded from her consciousness. Only this place existed, this patch of Eden, sunny, tranquil, and resplendent with unearthly colors. The blended scents of lavender and warm feminine skin surrounded her...too luscious... .too convincing...

The air was fragrant with a thousand aromatic trampled herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts throughout the meadows.

It always seems to me as if lavender is a little woman in a white dress, with a lavender hat and a white scarf. She is one of those strong, sweet, healthy people who always puts you to rest, and hers. Her sweetness lasts long after she is gone.

Editorial with the Marina Model

Photography tools: Presets LeicaSL2, LeicaM10 y Profoto Fede Grau.

with lots of love,

FedeGrau