I'm starting to become slightly immune to photography, and the awe I once felt. I think it's purely because I took an overdose of it a year ago. This editorial reignites the wonder and magic of it once more; the mood is so gorgeously dim and mysterious, captured within the "Magic Hour" of dusk. I especially love how the last shot reminds me of the wives in old cowboy & indian movies. Just stunning. Makes you long for those summer evenings with the fading light casting pixie dust trails everywhere, and the balmy nights keeping cool indoors.