The Woods Called, So We Went
After the rain cleared, an unwritten invitation led us into the shimmering, mossy woods. Discover the quiet magic of stepping away from the chore list to simply exist among the ferns, mushrooms, and tall trees.
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The Rain Arrived Before Breakfast
The rain arrived before breakfast. Not dramatically. Not with thunder or wind or any great announcement. Just a steady tapping against the cottage windows sometime before dawn, soft enough that I almost mistook it for a dream. When I finally opened my eyes, the world beyond the glass had become watercolor gray. The garden looked…
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The Fireflies Returned Last Night
New to Moonbeam Cottage? Last week, Maeve spotted the season’s first fireflies drifting through the lantern flowers, and summer began arriving one tiny light at a time. Start with: The First Fireflies Last night, the fireflies returned to Moonbeam Cottage. Not all at once. Just a few at first. Tiny lanterns drifting through the garden…
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The First Fireflies
The lantern flowers are still glowing. Not as brightly as they were last week, perhaps, but enough to make the garden feel enchanted after sunset. Maeve noticed the first firefly three evenings ago. Just one. A tiny drifting light floating lazily above the flower beds as though summer had sent a messenger ahead of schedule….
