Morning Reflections

#hellohalloween The River Suir looked like glass that morning, perfectly still under the pale gold of dawn. I walked along the edge of the garden, where the air smelled faintly of wet leaves and earth. The leisure centre windows glowed faintly in the distance — a few swimmers already moving through the water. Back inside, warmth and the smell of toast welcomed me. Mornings at Minella have this perfect rhythm — quiet, slow, grounding.