Sometimes I just need flowers and a quiet path.
Tiny pink roses growing between thorns, soft white petals opening like they dont care about the noise around. I stood there for a while just looking at them… simple things but they feel big somehow.
The garden was calm, almost empty. Green shapes perfectly cut, tall trees watching everything. And then you look up and the whole city is there, spreading out in the distance.
I like that contrast.
Nature being still, the city being busy, and me somewhere in between.
Not a big adventure, just a slow afternoon. And honestly, thats enough.