I’m a city girl but there’s something about the feel of grass under my feet that takes me back to some happy days from my childhood: Running through the woods, catching frogs and letting them go and watching the fireflies at night.
Sometimes the landscape is so surreal it looks like a painting
White Socks knows where all the good bugs like to hide
Gracie forages for food.
I like to lie on my back and watch the sky through the trees
Until the sun falls from the sky