I look out of the window, and the green field is there. A wide field of flowers, tulips, daisies, poppies, and even those grass as tall as your knees. The butterflies fluttering among the greens, and birds chirping a song that is so dreamy. It’s a mere hill, with trees surrounding it and the cottage, is just standing in the middle of the field. Far behind away in the vision, the mountains stood still with hazy clouds floating around them. The waves of the sea dances not far away from the cottage. Yea, a cozy house facing the sea, surrounded by fields of flowers and trees accompanied by the friends of the country and mountains in the background. Ah…. It’s just a land of harmony.
With a piano or a harp, playing gracefully outside in the garden with no fence, fluffy critters come hopping and running around listening and dancing to the music. Such a Dorce. How beautiful such a world is. A swing made of woods beside the house, swinging away in the melody. It’s just serene.
If such fantasy can come true, life would definitely worth every second.