Symolism

One spring morning, while walking through a quiet garden after a difficult week, I spotted something unusual. A delicate flower, shaped like a…

One chilly night, I sat near my window journaling. My thoughts were messy, my heart heavy. Then I noticed something strange — a dead brown…

It was a sunny afternoon hike through the desert trails of Arizona. I paused at a rock to catch my breath — and that’s when I heard it. A low…

It was a rainy afternoon when Sarah walked through a quiet garden after a long and emotional week. She stopped in front of a single, purple…

One sunny morning, I sat on my porch sipping tea, overwhelmed by life’s chaos — work, emotions, decisions. Suddenly, a flash of bright yellow…

One rainy morning, I walked past a garden glowing with soft blue and purple hydrangeas. I paused, unexpectedly emotional. A quiet peace…