You decide to follow the scent of the wild flowers and wonder off the path. Soon the grass and flowers are up to your knees as
you meander away from the woodsy park into open field. It is amazing that you have never seen this pasture before, but the
thought doesn't bother you. It seems to be a late afternoon in the middle of summer, the heat of mid-day still lingering on the
breeze. Small insects such as butterflies travel between the varied wild flowers. You notice a small white butterfly settle on a train
of royal purple flowers. You draw a deep breath and your lungs fill with the sunlight caught in the pollen breeze.