…Come to me, O ye children.
And whisper in my ear
What the birds and the winds are singing
in your sunny atmosphere.
For what are all our contrivings,
and the wisdom of our books,
When compared with your caresses,
and the gladness of your looks…
Pictures from a morning spent at the park with Lukie.:)
Sunshine, smiles, my camera, things to climb, bridges to cross, fields to explore…
…a beautiful morning.