Greenhouse Aesthetic Mga Nobela at Kwento

No matter how much she wanted to deviate from the path and wander aimlessly through the greenhouse, she kept to it, the anticipation of seeing Felix far again greater than the desire to explore the greenhouse. At the heart of the greenhouse, a magnificent gazebo stood nestled among the foliage. Its wooden frame was draped in a canopy of vines and climbing flowers. A string of golden fairy lights draped from the ceiling, their shimmer making it seem as if a thousand fireflies were floating through the air. In the middle of the gazebo, a collection of plush pillows were clustered on the ground surrounding a low table bearing a variety of foods that they would never finish in one sitting. And e

At a distance, I saw a view of a gazebo, placed at the far end of the pond. I stared at the interior in awe, holding my breath as I did. The furnishing and decorations are mostly white, but that further enhanced the colour of flowers and trees around. The greenhouse is filled with a myriad of wide-spectrum coloured flowers, ranging from ordinary colours, to a unique mix of two to three shades of colours on a single flower bud. “Amazing, isn’t it?” “Yeah...” I slowly answered. A brief moment of silence ensued when I sauntered near the table, and admired the smooth stones used for the pavement.

To be honest, I hate that I am being punished, but the bitter reminder of WHY I am being punished hits harder than the punishment itself. Reaching the entrance of the greenhouse, I suck in a breath, preparing myself before entering the building. Climbing twisting weeds, shrubs and varieties of flowers greet my presence when I enter. The greenhouse looks like a tall giant wide marquee with transparent glass roof planes that allow the bright light and heat of the sun seep into the greenhouse. The floor is like mowed grass, soft and tender to walk on. Different plants, most of them grown in giant white and brown pots, line different angles of the greenhouse. The air in here is fresh and humid a

Despite the polluted air outside, the plants inside the greenhouse thrived because it was equipped with a controlled environment. “If you like it, you need to ask the Alpha to build you one like this.” Lance knew there was a warrior who attacked Nessa in the greenhouse, but he didn’t know in detail how he attacked her. “I can guarantee he will do it for you.” Given how considerate Keagan was and how well he knew what she liked, a greenhouse would be nothing for the Alpha. “No.” Nessa immediately rejected the idea; it felt too bold. She then roamed around the greenhouse. The size was three times that of the one in the pack house, and it housed a lot of plants that she had never seen before.

By the time Dante left the room with Alpha Thomas, the house was quiet. I didn't want to sit in the bedroom all day staring at the walls. It made me think too much about Alex, and the tightness in my chest was already coming back. I needed to move, to see something other than four walls. I grabbed a light sweater and decided to explore the estate gardens. Thomas had mentioned they had a massive glass greenhouse near the back of the property. The morning air was cool as I walked down the stone path behind the main house. The greenhouse was huge, built with white iron frames and giant glass panels. I pushed the heavy glass door open and walked inside, immediately greeted by the smell of wet di

And I just stood still and stared at the greenhouse. It looked like a mini forest. I had walked around it, trying to decide where I would start from. And then I had come around something that made me pause and stare and stare for what felt like hours. A large patch of soil looked dull and grayish, no growth in that place because it looked like… heat sterilized the ground. And I knew. I immediately knew. I slowly looked up at the glass wall to see soot stains creeping up the glass and metal frames, like gray-black fingers. The glasses were also clouded and cracked from heat stress.

I’m wondering if they use witches to keep the grounds looking so wonderful. Everything is immaculately trimmed and designed to tie in with the style of mansion; a beautiful approach to a creep-tastic building. The drive is lined with topiaries in different shapes with rose bushes intermingled between them. The front porch and large porch balconies all have hanging baskets spilling with flowers and greenery. They complement the hedges and wildflower bushes that line the large wooden front steps that lead to the double iron front doors. And I can just see the hints of a large greenhouse out the back, behind the enormous traditional carriage-house style garage.

"Of course." They walked back toward the Aerie. *** Monday morning came bright and warm. The Horizon Global building rose from the city block like a living thing. It was not tall, only eight floors, but it commanded attention. The exterior was a tapestry of dark green and silver, moss creeping across textured concrete panels in patterns that shifted with the seasons. The lower floors were wrapped in a lattice of climbing plants, their leaves catching the morning light. Above them, the moss panels absorbed sunlight, their bio-reactive surface generating enough energy to power the building's common areas.

Lush, vibrant green lawns are meticulously maintained, bordered by meticulously sculpted hedges and exquisite flower beds that burst with color. The pack house exterior was constructed with the finest materials, such as gleaming marble, glistening glass panels, and ornate stone carvings making it look like a modern-day palace. The entrance is a grandiose affair, featuring a sweeping driveway lined with meticulously placed trees and a majestic wrought-iron gate that opens into a courtyard.

Audrey sat in the gazebo; she found it was a nice quiet place where she could get lost in her head. The Gazebo looked like a sanctuary built from black wood encased by transparent glass in the far end of the garden. It was surrounded by a pond that formed an isle when one walked towards it, her favorite part was the green surrounding it as well as the smell of pine and water that lingered in the air. Although it was just the placebo effect, Audrey found the air there to be more comforting and refreshing, if she had a choice she would spend all her days there. The interior was just as much as mesmerizing as the exterior it was a minimal modern setting with a modern fire pit in the center of t