Iris, 30

Dancing under all those little lights felt like the night was holding its breath for us. Pretty sure I floated the whole song.

Sat with the lake until the sun came up. No one needed anything from me, so I just let the mist do its thing.

Warm kitchen, sleeves pushed up, and something good simmering away. I could get used to this unhurried kind of evening.

Trying things on and taking my time about it. Some things you just know the moment you see them.