RED Friday. ♥️

First Day Of Summer. 🔥

Where others see blank space, I see potential.

A single bootprint in the mud — someone came home, or left again.

One spoon is missing — no one asks why.

This makes my heart slow down in the best way

I find inspiration in problems, not perfection.

No footsteps, just floor remembering weight.

I’m just sitting with this one for a while.

Who gave them permission to be this adorable??

When confidence meets chill — this happens

The way the light hits the leaves... perfection