Your veins are vines where memories bloom.

Every moment we live becomes a memory. They flow through our veins and get tangled quietly inside us, like a maze of vines we now carry everywhere.

But some of them are different. Some are so precious, so tender, that they blossom: small flowers of happiness born from ordinary moments. A sip of perfectly bergamoty black earl grey tea. The color of a leaf that is shaped like a heart. An inexplicable laugh at the end of a long day.

The moment passes, in the same way a flower withers. But some spark remains in our memory.

Life's Garden is a collection about paying attention to those moments.

About noticing the wild flowers in the field, the beauty hidden in the everyday, and letting it take root, inside our own darkness.