He: “If there was a picture that defined serenity it would be our front yard in Spring.”
He is so right.
It is there that the gentle Spring breeze moves the poppies. You can almost hear them talking to each other. They are bright, sunlit fairies.
They are laughing in the sun.
Swinging giggles of color and light.
It you can’t imagine that serenity, let Gracie explain it to you.