composite Before the Storm by Sharon Fibelkorn

There was this blue dress that she just had to have. It was all sheer and girlie; fragile like Spring flowers.
But Spring does not come without storm; dark shapes play above while thunderous sounds crackle in electified air.
She was alone now. Just her and the fragile dress. Or was it she who was fragile now?
She didn't even notice the storm apporaching. All she knew is that there was wind in her face; peace in her soul;
and everything she needed to go on about her life without him.

model: Jenn Hogan
styling: SpFC Handcrafted Photography