The day spent with Grandma Jo was comforting. It was exactly what I needed after spending the last twenty-four hours stuck in my thoughts.
Her warm, wrinkled hand rested on mine as we strolled through the garden behind her house. I loved it back here and it's grown so much more since I was a child.
I could tell that Grandma Jo spent a lot of time back here, caring for all of her flowers.
The late afternoon sun created long shadows across the grassy lawn, and the scent of blooming flowers filled the air. It was all you could ever need to unwind.
The rose bushes in the center of the garden were my favorite. There were varying shades of red and pink, bringing a vibrance to the surrounding area.
Although I could lay out here for hours and soak in nature, I found myself c
