There were few places that Princess Pirouette enjoyed more than the garden. Many of her hours were spent among the blossoms. Besides the beauty of the flowers, there was the peaceful solitude afforded her. With the exception of a few ladies-in-waiting, who knew when to be quiet, she was alone. It was here in the gardens that she could sort out her thoughts. While many a seed might be planted in the ground, other seeds were allowed to germinate in her mind.
Published by Russell Smith
I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar. View more posts