Winifred laid in one of her husband's fields, feeling the wind blowing through her hair and smelling the sweet oak from the trees. Suddenly she felt something tapping her, lowering her head, Winifred saw her daughter, so small compared to her "Yes, darling?" Winifred asked, but her daughter didn't answer, instead she put something on her head, Winifred put her claw to her hair, feeling a crown of flowers "Ohh... for mother? Thank you, dear..." Winifred said gently grabbing her daughter with her scared arms, who quickly responded with a hug, causing a small tear in Winifred's eyes, happy this time