Waking the Light

#springwander The trees seem to wake the light itself. Their blossoms catch the morning sun and scatter it across the ground like fallen stars. You walk through golden spots and fragrant shadows, wrapped in the scent of renewal. It’s impossible not to smile. Hontanilla becomes a place where even your worries bloom into something softer. Spring doesn’t just change the trees—it changes you. Every leaf becomes a lantern of joy. And every breath feels like the first of the season.