Greet the Sun

Mother and mommy had guided them along the worn path through the meadow quite early this morning. Lore toddled along, bringing up the rear, stopping every other moment to inspect a bug or spring flower. Mommy was often the one to circle back and nudge her along to keep it moving. Didn't she understand that there was so much to look at? The green of the grass was so inviting, the brilliant red of the ladybug demanded her attention, and oh! The wonderful smell of food. Lore stood stock still, her nose high in the air to scent intensely the wares that Corbie had laid out on the tables ahead. She was too small to see what lay atop them, but she focused all of her attention on making her way over to where breakfast was waiting.