Pootjes op de Maan

A quiet corner of the garden where I write about Honeymoth, our days, and the small things worth noticing. Pull up a cushion.

Luna the Cat+Honeymoth the Bee

From the Garden

She watches me the same way I watch her. I never noticed until today.

She found something in the garden today. Something good. Her legs were almost glowing with it.

It started as a simple curiosity. Now I spend half my mornings on the windowsill. Honeymoth does not know I do this.