The sun had barely risen, casting the yard in a gentle, golden glow that seemed almost surreal. Every blade of grass, slick with dew, shimmered like it had been dusted with countless tiny diamonds. And the soft warmth of the morning light lent a quiet intimacy to the world. I stepped outside with my usual morning routine in mind, each movement deliberate and meditative. Watering the flowers, checking the garden beds, and absorbing the tranquil stillness of the early hour had become a ritual… CONTINUE READING…
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