A familiar two story cottage, carefully made and set within a stone-fenced garden, stood tall against a tearing blue sky. A breeze scented with fresh-cut grass brushed across me. It brought along the hushed applaud of tree leaves that edged the fields of grass around the cottage. I thought I could make out a little trio of sheep not too far off, watched over by a little girl with auburn hair and hands full of wild flowers. Though I wasn't close enough to see, I could still imagine the furrow of her brow as she weaved the flowers stems together. A little, silver haired boy bounced around in the garden, hitting a stick against the stone walls as he walked around. I thought I could hear the faint tune he sung. And trailing behind was another silver haired child, pretending to sing along.
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