🦪Pumpkin Soup The pumpkin is orange“Me too,” Elias said. “It’s been my sanctuary for years. After my mother died, I came here every day, just sitting on a bench, feeling her presence. It’s like she’s still here, in the trees, in the flowers, in the ducks. This park keeps
💰Peach pieMarker penOlive saladBlack socksThe photo is bright and cheerful, the iced tea glistening in the sun, and I add a caption: “Afternoon refreshment, and a little sunshine.” I send it to my mom, who replies with a heart emoji and a message: “Enjoy every minute
🛝Logo blanket on the bedVanilla cocoaAs the seasons changed, the park changed too: the leaves turned red and gold in the fall, falling to the ground, creating a carpet of color; the grass turned brown in the winter, covered in a light dusting of snow.
🙅Winter walk in the forest Snow under feetI feel uncomplicated lighthearted bliss wandering quiet coastal streets at dusk, simple scenery elevated purely by the soft loving presence walking beside me.