Little breezes dusk and shiver12 Thro' the wave that runs for ever 13 By the island in the river 14 Flowing down to Camelot. 15 Four gray walls, and four gray towers, 16 Overlook a space of flowers, 17 And the silent isle imbowers 18 The Lady of Shalott.

19 By the margin, willow veil'd, 20 Slide the heavy barges trail'd 21 By slow horses; and unhail'd 22 The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd 23 Skimming down to Camelot: 24 But who hath seen her wave her hand? 25 Or at the casement seen her stand? 26 Or is she known in all the land, 27 The Lady of Shalott?

28 Only reapers, reaping early 29 In among the bearded barley, 30 Hear a song that echoes cheerly 31 From the river winding clearly, 32 Down to tower'd Camelot: 33 And by the moon the reaper weary, 34 Piling sheaves in uplands airy, 35 Listening, whispers " 'Tis the fairy 36 Lady of Shalott."

PART II

37 There she weaves by night and day 38 A magic web with colours gay. 39 She has heard a whisper say, 40 A curse is on her if she stay 41 To look down to Camelot. 42 She knows not what the curse may be, 43 And so she weaveth steadily, 44 And little other care hath she, 45 The Lady of Shalott.

(excerpt from "The Lady of Shalott" by Alfred Lord Tennyson. Apparently this is our The Grime Poetry Appreciation week.)

I can say bits of this off by heart and have always had a bit of a fascination with this fancy lady; due largely to my much grander fascination with one Anne of Green Gables (if you know her at all you'll catch the connection.)

So when my friend Anne-Marie said she'd always wanted to do a shoot in this style, I was allllll over it.

Enjoy perusing a few of my favorites.