29 May 2026

“AT THE EDGE OF THE BAY , WHERE THE LAND HOLDS ITS BREATH. βοΈπ«οΈ”
Inspiration is a breath that passes through; a copy is but a mirror without depth. I prefer to cultivate my own garden of light rather than pick flowers that do not belong to me." ποΈβ¨π·

“AT THE EDGE OF THE BAY , WHERE THE LAND HOLDS ITS BREATH. βοΈπ«οΈ”