Whimsical Woodlands

Over hill, over dale,

Thorough bush, thorough brier,

Over park, over pale,

Thorough flood, thorough fire!

I do wander everywhere,

Swifter than the moon's sphere;

And I serve the Fairy Queen,

To dew her orbs upon the green;

The cowslips tall her pensioners be;

In their gold coats spots you see;

Those be rubies, fairy favours;

In those freckles live their savours;

I must go seek some dewdrops here,

And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. 

A Fairy Song by William Shakespeare

I'm playing fairy in a Bianca Popp dress and cape ♥

And later on in a thrifted dress from miniPrix. 

Magic infused photography by Martha, and divine hairstyle by Anca Macavei.