It was the end of our shooting day, that day in mid May. Milena had been a joy to work with, as usual, but the sun was beginning to set and a chill was slowly creeping over the fields. Milena was getting cold, naked as she was, so she reached into our wardrobe case and pulled out the first thing she found - a slip of lavender fabric - and wrapped it around her slight body. Look, she said - it goes with the lilacs. We looked at each other. Was there enough light? Would Milena be up for one more set? Was there enough time left in this dying day? There's always time to make beauty, especially with a spirited sprite like Milena May.
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