spring is my wonerland

She nodded in agreement. "I have to admit, it is a beautiful sight. I remember I used to live in a place like this, just with more water." She smiled from the memories of her childhood. "My mother taught me how to swim everyday. I learned to love the water. My dad used to call me his 'little otter'." She chuckled merrily as she thought of her days as a kit. She was born in the winter time, so she was a strong little sprite. The memories of her father telling her stories while hiking in the snow warmed her with joy.