

In the fading light, shadows stretch like forgotten dreams across the patio. A lone cat lounges atop a weathered chair, while empty glasses linger, echoing the jazz notes from an unseen saxophone. Here, the air is thick with solitude, as if each plant holds a secret waiting to be whispered.
In the fading light, shadows stretch like forgotten dreams across the patio. A lone cat lounges atop a weathered chair, while empty glasses linger, echoing the jazz notes from an unseen saxophone. Here, the air is thick with solitude, as if each plant holds a secret waiting to be whispered.