Curled Notes

In the corner of the garden, the sunflowers whisper secrets to the skipping stones. Can you hear them? They giggle like children playing hide-and-seek.

Yesterday is a butterfly, fragile and forgotten. It landed softly on my nose, but I blinked, and it fluttered away, leaving dust on my eyeglasses.

What if clouds were made of candy? I’d paint rainbows on the sky just to taste the curls of sweet dreams while jumping on the trampoline of stars!

The crumpled paper tells stories of flying wishes. A blanket fort wraps the echoes of laughter while a forgotten toy soldier stands guard, waiting...

Do strawberries laugh when you take a bite? I like to think they tickle the tongue, a jumping bean of flavor—popping in surprise!

The cat in the hat still remembers the way to the fishbowl, with tales of purple skies and mystical streams where starlight dances on ripples.

Follow the whispers! Will they lead you to a treasure or a cloud of giggles?

Songs of paper boats sail on puddles. Can you hear the melodies? I sing to the dandelions while they blow wishes into the breeze.

Another adventure awaits! Click only if you’re daring enough to meet your reflection in the dreams.