Kenting Parks, kenting

Nature's red carpet, minus the drama and paparazzi.

Just when I thought Kenting Parks couldn't surprise me any further, I stumbled upon this tranquil patch of green. The wooden walkway seemed to invite me to take a leisurely stroll, while the bridge in the background hinted at adventures waiting on the other side. The car parked near the trees looked almost out of place, like a modern intruder in nature's timeless domain. The grasses swayed gently in the breeze, each blade whispering secrets of the past. It was as if the entire scene was a silent protest against the chaos of urban life, a reminder that sometimes, the best therapy is a walk in the park. And let's not forget the thorny stems from earlier – they would fit right in here, adding a bit of edge to the otherwise serene landscape. As I stood there, soaking in the tranquility, I couldn't help but feel a bit smug. Here I was, in the middle of this natural paradise, while the rest of the world rushed about their mundane routines. It was a small victory, a moment of zen in an otherwise hectic life. And yes, those orchids and coral-pink flowers from before would definitely approve of this spot – it's got just the right amount of charm and attitude.