Sunlight through the leaves and favorite sweatered up – that’s what it’s all about! A little bit cozy, a whole lot of magic. Feeling like this today - quiet contentment wrapped in simplicity. What mak...

“There. That was almost right.” We say it quietly, don’t we? Not a complaint, necessarily. More...an observation. It’s been years since that one, hasn't it? The one that felt inevitable then, when everything shimmered with such certain hope. Now, it feels more like a faded photograph ourselves, doesn't it? This dress – a little too many cocktails spilled onto the fabric, perhaps, a little too much dust motes dancing in the light today to hide the lines around our eyes. Nothing major. Just time doing its work.

And you. Always you. A touch hesitant tonight, aren’t you? Like standing on the edge of memory, unsure whether to step back into the warmth or admit it’s cold out here. See the way your hand drifts near the armchair, barely touching the cushion. Remember how surefooted yours were once. So easily convinced to come closer.

It wasn’t all bad, was it? Though, naturally, everyone remembers the good bits. And certainly remember the silken smoothness of the evening, the scent of rain on the garden roses… Did he mention his favourite colour last? Probably.

Here, isn’t? Let’s look at us then. Look closely. At the slight tightening of the lip, the subtle curve of the eyebrow when you spoke. Not disapproval exactly. Maybe just a hint of expectation.

A flicker of recognition, maybe even something close to fondness. Good. It didn’t get away entirely, did it? Or did it?”

What do you think? How does that feel? Let us know! 😊

Now, about those details...do you want us to focus on the silver ring, for example...?