Hello there ! its my first post in this community . I am painter photographer and little graphic designer
this is the art of my thoughts a scene from some kind of children's story book
so i decided to share it and let's create a story
Once upon a time, insert between the tall trees and the sleepy blue mountains, there was a little village so peacefull , the flower were waving in cool breeze blowing.
Three white cottages stood side by side, their orange rooftops glowing like warm toast in the morning sun. Each cottage had its own story.
In the first lived Granny Maple, who baked cinnamon pies that made the whole village smell like hugs. In the second, a cheerful boy named Nillo painted pictures of clouds that looked so real, birds tried to land on them. And in the third cottage lived the Tilly family — Mom, Dad, and their curious cat, Pepper, who liked to nap in flower pots.
Behind the cottages, half-hidden by tall pine trees, stood a yellow house. No one knew who lived there. Some said it belonged to a kind wizard. Others whispered it was the home of the Wind Collector — a gentle traveler who bottled breezes and shared them with tired birds. besides all this every one lives their life in simplicity and purely .no noise ,no tension, just peace
Surpassing the noisy cities and busy roads, there lies a small village that doesn’t appear on any map of world but the dreams of every child and quite minded peoples. It's not big or famous, but if you look closely—with your heart open wide—you just might find it.
This is the story of that village. A place where pies smell like happiness, clouds are painted by children, and every path leads to a new adventure. It’s where magic lives not in wands or spells, but in simple things—like a kind smile, a curious question, or a quiet moment by the lake.
At last moral of my post
"Peace and beauty can be found in simplicity and nature."
A quiet life close to nature brings joy and justice.