☀️ The morning sun climbed higher, shrinking the shadows and warming the air. Clara rose to her feet, arching her back and raising her arms overhead, a sense of renewal washing over her as she braced herself for whatever the day might hold.
A little girl is seated beside me, clutching a plush toy. She beams and holds it up for me to see. 'This is my teddy bear,' she announces. I grin in return, complimenting its charm. It’s an endearing instant that lifts the mood of my entire morning.