Dusk In The Garden

Dusk in the Garden hums quietly in the twilight, where shadows stretch long and colors deepen into something dreamlike. Streaks of indigo and violet intertwine with the sunset, like vines catching the last light of day. The air is thick with the lingering warmth of daylight, and the hush of once-busy leaves whispers secrets to the night. It is a moment between brilliance and darkness, between what was and what lingers still.