You'll find her in a crowd of flowers.
Silver grey eucalypts dance and sway
The copper horizon shimmers
Secrets float in on the wind
Yearnings, desires and sorrows.
A crown of wild daisies adorns her hair
Red and powdery earth
She's barefoot among the blooms
Intoxicating, sweet nectared air.
A kaleidoscope of butterflies flicker around
A most peculiar dream, strange and beautiful
Beguiling and strong
She's a wildflower
Native Wildflower Muse: Cait Provan
Photographer: Becky Smith
Styling: Sharnee Thorpe
Flower magic: Anamundi Studio
Hair + Makeup: Luciana Rose