The Girassol Journal 🌻

My dog Biscuit turned ten this month, and it made me realize how easily we take being alive for granted. A reflection on tree rings, birthdays, and what it really means to be granted another year.

Dogs don't just smell what's in a room, they smell when. A reflection on what my own dogs taught me about presence, trust, and stopping to read what's actually in the air around you.