The Pink Flower

I’ve been trying to figure out what kind it was since I got home, but I’m having a hard time locating anything online that resembles it. I was midway through my evening walk when I started noticing some flower beds in desperate need of attention. Some were overgrown with tall weeds, while others were just […]

The Purple Path

They line the streets on my evening walk, and they’re nothing short of breathtaking. As the flowers fall, they float silently but deliberately until they meet the asphalt. At the second they come to rest, a faint, delicate pop is heard; it’s almost inaudible. I pass through patches of lavender snow, courtesy of the jacaranda […]