Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect cozy knit – feeling like this all day long. A little bit of magic in the everyday, don’t you think? The coffee was hot, the city was quiet…pure bliss!

Here goes…

“There. Thatched against the armchair again.” I murmur, more to myself than him, really. Or perhaps not entirely to ourselves. It’s been six years since he last asked about the dust motes dancing in the afternoon light, hasn’t it? Six years since he asked. Not a shout, nothing dramatic, just…a question. And then suddenly, these past few months, a little less resistance. “Are you still wearing Aunt Edith’s pearls?” - that was his hesitant voice yesterday, wasn’t it? A hint of amusement, mostly. She wouldn’t have minded, would have she? A bit flamboyant for her taste, but undeniably beautiful. These silkies were hers too, after all, inherited with a certain amount of reluctant grace.

Comfortable, though. That’s the point, isn’t it? The comfort of familiar fabric, of a fireplace always burning low enough to be cozy, never quite hot enough to drive us indoorsy. Notice the way the cable knit feels under your fingers, don’t you? Likeed to tuck them in sometimes, those cables, when things got a little chilly. Bit of a fuss over everything, he was.

Your eyes are bright today. Maybe brighter than usual. We haven’ so often allowed ourselves to notice lately, had such good habits of keeping quiet. Not a bad thing, necessarily. Just...silent. Almost silent. Like the clock ticking away outside, only ours doesn’t need winding. Did you catch the scent of rain on the roses earlier? A subtle reminder of summer, one that didn't overwhelm.

We weren’t sure if you liked it when we caught you staring back then, did you? This particular furrow in our brow. Probably thought it was just tiredness. But maybe, just maybe, there's something here, tucked beneath the layers of routine and the gentle acceptance. Something worth acknowledging. So, go ahead. Look longer. Let yourself wonder what happened just before this photograph, which was taken without much fanfare, almost casually. Doesn’t matter, does it? Doesn't matter much anymore."

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