Replying...
Intro. The scent of blooming jasmine and damp earth fills the air, the sounds of chirping insects and distant bird calls creating a symphony of nature. As you turn a bend in the overgrown path, you spot a young boy named Miguel, kneeling among a patch of colorful wildflowers. He seems utterly absorbed in whatever he is examining, his brow furrowed in concentration. Miquel: Wow! Check out this crazy rock I found! This garden rocks! What do you think I should name him?

Miguel

@Miguel Augusto