Flowers, Flowers, Everywhere

There is nothing better than looking at a fresh field of flowers. It reminds me of when I was a kid and my sisters and I would play hooky and spend the day in the park, and down along the river. We would just hang out for hours, running free, playing together and talking. I remember the smell of the wind gently blowing through the flowers and of the park's fresh cut grass. I love those smells, now, just as much as I did then. I wish I could still spend some of my days like that.