Her name is Gwyneth.
She is mine.
And she is exquisite.
May I never forget these untamed locks...
The perfect way they frame your pixie face.
Their determination to stubbornly hang in your blueberry eyes.
The unruly mass created after you've slept on them.
How they bounce animatedly upon your shoulders when you strut your stuff.
And the lovely shade of honey they become when they glow in the sun.
For you would not be Gwyn without them....
7 comments:
WOW! Terah....they are all just stunning....but the last one I just kept staring at....it truly takes my breath away...what a beauty...and those lashes!!! You are absolutely right, she is exquisite!!!
Yes, Gwyn.. you are beautiful! I always prayed for a little girl with curly locks!
I'm still prayin for a girl period!
But even if I never have a daughter I will always have my Gwyneth. You are everything I could want in a daughter of my own. I hope if I ever have one she will be firey like you but sweet like you. (Only maybe mine will have dark hair and green eyes) *sigh*
Very B* E* A* - utiful!
Good thing you are so beautiful you little stinker! Daddy loves you!
She's just gorgeous! These pictures make my heart melt...what a cutie!
Terah your photos are AMAZING. They are really fine works of art. I'll be looking to your blog often for portrait inspiration. My photographic interests revolve around macro-work (mostly insects & flowers) but I am really impressed and inspired with your shots!
Congratulations on 8 years of marriage, God is really blessing your lives and it is very uplifting and encouraging of you to share that.
amazing pictures!!! i wish i had your talent...
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