At 8 o'clock in the morning, dewdrops were still hanging on the petals of the jasmine flowers. The double-layered roof of the gazebo with a metal roof had quietly caught the first rays of sunlight. Dad pushed open the glass door and walked towards the metal gazebo tops with a cup of coffee in his hand. The rustling sound of his slippers stepping on the lawn woke up the golden retriever named "Butter" that was curled up on the cushioned mat in the corner. It wagged its tail and followed. The sunlight shining through the hollow gaps in the roof of the gazebo with a metal roof just landed in the bread basket beside the coffee cup. Mom spread out a checkered tablecloth on the rattan bench in the pavilion. Evelyn, the seven-year-old little daughter, stood on tiptoe and flew a paper airplane through the interlayer of the double-layered roof, saying, "This is a letter to the clouds. Please ask it to rain gently!"
Between the warm sun and starlight, the metal gazebo tops are our four-season garden diary
2025 03/28