Wapun Meadow beauty of the sun

For @Evien.

Ah, more beauty! Rosina lived for all things beautiful and strode though the meadow happily, a dance in her step as she did so. The early morning sun brought forth a new day and new opportunities to come. Bright blue eyes scanned the open flatland, trees of cottonwood in the southern distance, the sound of running water ahead. It was still chilly out and yet new spring life pushed through the mold as flowers began to sprout. Babies. Little baby flowers. That is why she had come after all, for the children.