Petals Between Footsteps

#springwander You begin to notice them—the tiny petals caught in the folds of your shoes, the cuffs of your coat. They travel with you, quietly, like pieces of the park unwilling to say goodbye. Hontanilla follows, in scent, in softness, in memory. And even long after, you find the petals again—reminders that something beautiful once clung to you. Petals Between Footsteps