The story started with a wild pear tree that bloomed overnight, a half-made frock and only a moment of light.
The day before we were due to leave for home we strolled to
the original old farmhouse on Steynsdraai farm to find an avalanche of wild
blossoms on an ancient tree left in the orchid.
It was utterly unique being the only tree in bloom and worth
at least one picture. As I was busy sewing a dress from a vintage corset and
happen to have it inside my suitcase a mini “styled” shoot instantly came to
mind.
So we grabbed some goodies
(which was one camera,one lens,one dress
still pinned in places and a ladder) and headed back to the orchid to
catch the last sunlight of the afternoon, pretending not to notice the clouds
rolling in…
Soon the gently breeze started whirling and turned into a
howling wind showering us in a cascade of snow white blooms and a few second
later the heavens opened up and soaked us within minutes.
We ran for shelter and waited out the storm on the old
farmhouse stoep and then walked back… gown and ladder in tow…the blooms were
gone, just broken confetti left in the dirt.
These were some of the only shots we got.
Calling this a styled shoot might be a bit of a stretch… it
was more a brief moment capturing the first traces of spring!
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