The moss-lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep; And in the midst of this wide quietness A rosy sanctuary will I dress With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain, With buds, and bells, and stars without a name. . ..John Keats - Ode to Psyche. Photography: @rpvisions Model: @grimvr Styling / Chainmaille: @itisknown Dress: @ixdoxdeclare Headdress: @voodooodolly Happy birthday to @itisknown on the first day of spring. Under normal circumstances we would tell you to enjoy the outside and rebirth of the seasons, but for now please stay inside & take care of each other. . I will endeavor to post every day so I can at least give a bit of art for you to enjoy. 🦇