The Last Light on the Garden

#springwander As the sun begins to dip, the petals glow richer—golds deepen, purples hum, whites shimmer like pearls. The castle casts long shadows that frame the final view. There is something holy in the hush that comes. Visitors pause, reluctant to leave. It’s not just the day ending—it’s the bloom holding on. And in that light, everything feels eternal.