There was this moment today when the sun gave a hint of mesmerizing autumn light to come. The air was quiet as if waiting for someone special, and I don’t think time was present at all. Elia, Lean, Birgitta and I watched the sunflowers in our garden. One had done its duty and reached back to the ground. One shone towards us like it had found its very own purpose. One was about to come out of its shell, while the two others still cuddled up inside. Everything was as it was, the natural beauty of it all could speak its silent language. Together we tasted the petals of our orange Calendulas, and the moment was allowed to turn into another.