When she told me the meaning of her name something warm hit my chest and I thought of a passage from my favourite book “The History of Love”:
“Why do people always get named after dead people? If they have to be named after anything at all, why can’t it be things, which have more permanence, like the sky or the sea, or even ideas, which never really die, not even bad ones?”
Ione is a remarkable human. She fascinates me. She has a soft nature. A gentle soul. Then you get to know her and you can tell pretty quickly, the strength of her independent spirit.
This is Ione. And this was just a shoot of love really.