Paths of Soft Return

#springwander There are paths here you don’t walk—you float. Carpeted in petals, framed by green, they feel like stories you’ve already lived. Returning to Hontanilla is never just a visit—it’s a soft homecoming. You walk slower without trying, breathe deeper without noticing. The trees remember your pace. And you remember what it means to simply exist. Paths of Soft Return