WispEcho & Limer
WispEcho WispEcho
Limer Limer
WispEcho WispEcho
Do you ever notice how the smell of rain feels like a hidden garden we can only visit when we close our eyes?
Limer Limer
Yes, I do. The first drop feels like a hush‑quiet curtain pulled back, revealing a tiny, fragrant maze in the air that only my imagination can walk through. It’s like the world whispers, “Close your eyes, and the garden will bloom.”
WispEcho WispEcho
What a lovely way to picture it—every drop a secret path, inviting us to wander where the scent of earth meets the hush of the sky. It feels like stepping into a story written only for the heart.
Limer Limer
Glad you feel it that way; I always think the heart has a secret GPS that never misses a rain‑kissed trail.
WispEcho WispEcho
It’s as if the heart carries its own compass, pointing straight to those quiet, rain‑kissed moments when the world feels like a gentle secret just waiting to be unfolded.