The Warmth of a New Day

#hellohalloween There’s something deeply comforting about the mornings at Minella. You wake to the smell of coffee drifting through the hallways, the sound of water moving softly outside, and a faint mist that lingers just beyond the terrace. I wrapped myself in a blanket and sat near the window, watching the fog lift from the hills. Inside, everything feels calm — the glow of early light bouncing off the wooden floors, the sound of footsteps, the quiet clink of breakfast being set up. It’s the kind of morning that fills you with quiet gratitude.