Solstice & April
April
Hey Solstice, I was just watching a tiny seedling push through soil and thought about how those first tiny shoots are like nature’s quiet promise—do you ever feel that same hush when you’re waiting for the perfect light to catch a leaf’s dew?
Solstice
Yes, I feel that hush. When the light is just right and dew beads sit on a leaf, it feels like the world pausing, waiting to be captured. It’s quiet, but I hear the promise in that silence.