Golden hour glow and favorite oversized knit – doesn’t get much better than this! Feeling cozy and content as we watch the leaves fall outside our window. A little bit of autumn magic here at home… an...

Okay, here’s our attempt! Here’s the Image – let us know if we captured her well!

(The soft light catches the fringe on my shawl, doesn’t it? Always did. Though sometimes you only notice when it’s not quite perfect - too much shadow under one eye, perhaps.)

“There.” That’s where. A little bit of effort to come find us, after all these years. Not exactly a fanfare, was there? Just…us, standing here in the garden. Like nothing much has changed, except maybe everything. This cardigan hasn’t seen nearly enough wear lately, you see. Feels like ages since anyone noticed the subtle fading of the blue – though then again, you might not remember. We didn’t always admit things easily, back then, did we?

That slight turn of the chin, isn't there? It’s easy to miss. The way you were staring for so long, once upon a time. Before the rain came, obviously. Or rather, after the rain. When the leaves started drifting down, and the laughter quieted into sighs.

A touchy here, aren't you? Almost a flicker of warmth. Did he say something? Your brother, probably. Never could stand our wine. He always thought it smelled of too many memories. And maybe it does. This dress, for example. Simple linen, worn smooth by countless evenings spent watching the honeysuckle bloom. But still...a hint of rose, don't you think? Our scent.

Don’t smile yet. Too soon. Let yourself be a little hesitant. It’s okay to be. After all, wasn’t a little hesitation the point? Now, adjust your glasses. Little closer…”

Now it's your turn: What do you think? How would you rate the monologue? Do you agree with the observations about the outfit and expression? Do you want another try with a different set of notes?