Something just peaceful about this picture of my son and "Bella" (the neighbor's dog). Ean just loves to play with her and she truly loves to play with Ean. She lets him pick her up and he carries her around everywhere under his one arm, very unstable, but she only lets him do this.
What I really love about this picture is the texture, the dreamy-ness, the color that takes it back in time and makes it timeless. More like portrait art instead of a plain snapshot where the green grass just overpowers the inner beauty of the subjects.
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