Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect autumn breeze... feeling like this for days! Cozy knit sweater, favorite boots, and maybe just a little bit of golden hour magic ✨ Loving these everyday mo...

Okay, let’s do this! Here’s our Monologue - assuming we’re pictured with an enviable amount of quiet grace –

Here goes nothing. That’s what everyone always said, wasn't it? “Don’t overthink,” like it was such a simple thing to manage. The silk feels good tonight, though. A little bit frayed around the edges, which isn’t surprising after all these years. It hasn’t felt unworn, not really, has it? Just… subtly faded. Like us.

You haven’t quite smiled yet. Not since the coffee shop. We were bothish,’ weren't we? Slightlyish awkward, perfectly acceptable for five years ago. Now it's more like here, there, everywhere, if you squint. Did he bring biscuits? Probably not. He never did. This cashmere shawl, well, that's something. Bit too much wool perhaps, a touch fussy. But comfortable, definitely comfortable. Almost familiar comfort... almost.

Your gaze is interesting, isn't it? Not exactly hopeful. More hesitant than outright critical. Which is nice, compared to last time. Last time felt less like a silent agreement and more like a judgement, didn’ed it? Maybe that’s why you’ve been standing there, rooted like one of thosegaff trees in the garden, ever since the cat yawned. Silly creature, oblivious as usual.

See, that’s the trick, isn’t it? To forget everything but the small things. The way the light catches the dust motes dancing in the afternoon sun. The scent of old books and woodsmoke. And now, the subtle crease in your trousers.

It had better be, hadn't it? After all, we've carried this for so long. Now, don't stand there staring. Relax. Let the silences settle. Just look back at us, for once. And maybe, just maybe, say something.”

Bonus: Feel free to give us feedback - how does it capture the feeling of the image?!