28/07/2025
Hidden among the trees, this home carries the warmth of old summers and gentle afternoons. Bamboo walls heard every whispered dream, every childhood song hummed while sweeping the yard. The silence here isnโt empty, itโs full of moments that never left. ๐
Inside, life was simple - banana leaves for plates, slippers by the door, and stories by kerosene lamp. The breeze moved slow, as if it too didnโt want to leave.
Somewhere between the wooden beams and garden fence, the heart learned to rest ๐งก
