LIGHTEN UP

Morning's mist reminds me of days long since past. We would lay in the tall grass and gaze at passing clouds that formed fanciful, billowing animals scurrying across the skies. The day's first warmth made its way through the sleepy trees illuminating our landscape. I remember the sun's long slender rays reaching down to touch and caress the night's dew that rested on the limbs of wooden giants. The land would soon be bathed in warmth awakening the butterflies to the sounds of tonal applicators from STAMPSCAPES.