A spring time walk, climbing up the hills that sit above my town. The hills this time of year are bright green, lush and full of moisture. The path oozing mud and trickling a miniature stream. How I love to see the yellow mustard painted so brilliantly against the grassy background. It was a perfect day for a walk, no wind, beautiful blue skies, and the warm sun on my back. Mushrooms were the object of affection for the day. They were growing in abundance, enjoying the moisture and the warm weather. It fills my heart to breath the fresh air to forget my troubles and lose myself in the wonders of this earth. My heart is full tonight.