Some days just end like this.
A walk down Cats Hollow Mainstreet, picking up fresh tulips at Dveliandes Flowers, a few things for dinner at Forager’s Groceries.

A short meow-talk with the chilling town cats before I enjoy a good tea at the Cats Hollow Tearoom before heading home. (… and one of those delicious scones that the tiny gentleman inside had been craving since noon …)
A moment to sit, breathe, and arrive—before the evening begins.

And somehow, that’s exactly what makes it feel like home.

Mainstreet Cats Hollow: https://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Zvjaginsev/173/57/48