It was the start of a new season, winter had ended and now spring has arrived. Birds chirped their wings, the grass danced with the gentle wind, and the sun was out. It was the perfect day for a picnic after being cooped up majority of winter.

“I think this place is perfect don’t you think darling?” Elliott said smiling at you while you climbed up the small hill with your one year old son in your arms. He started to lay the picnic blanket down carefully under the said of the beautiful tree and setting down the full picnic basket full of fresh food made by the harvest of the crops. “Come sit my loves” he said helping you down gently taking your hand.