Cherry & Creek
Creek
I was just hiking through the old pine grove and ran into a plant I’d only read about in a dusty journal – the carnivorous sundew that catches insects in sticky, translucent dew. It’s amazing how something so small can be so efficient, like a quiet promise of survival. Have you ever come across any tiny wonders that feel like little miracles?
Cherry
Oh, I’ve walked past a field of silver daisies that only bloom when the moon’s a little shy, and every petal seemed to whisper a secret lullaby. Those tiny buds felt like tiny heartbeats, reminding me that even the smallest things can hold the weight of a whole world. The magic’s in the little pauses, where the wind takes a breath and the earth hums a lullaby.