A picnic for the hordes. A grass table under a sky-scraping tree. Children play amongst the green hills, tempted to places of danger. Laughing contagious, food devoured, toddlers disobey. A visit to an elf house. Hobbit’s feel at home. A peer through a glass pavilion with a story to tell. Energetic cousins rest on a bench fit for many kings. Memories captured. A wander through a woodland of my dreams. Children happy, not a word of complaint. The power of nature. To fuel their adventurous spirits.
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