It was mid-March, and everything was brimming with life.
Richelle Dunn parked the car on the gravel outside the grassy area, and as soon as the children got out, they scampered like little ducklings released from a cage, moving towards the meadow by the stream.
The sprawling meadow was covered with newly grown, fluffy, green leaves. Willow branches swayed in the breeze, and clusters of red and yellow wildflowers unknown to the eye bloomed by the stream. Trees and bushes in close proximity painted the entire landscape in lush green.
It was the first time all three children were on an outing together. They played endlessly and needed no adults to lead them.
Richelle chased after the excited children, caught them, and seriously taught them some safety precautions. Then, with Mrs. Walker's help, she set everything up, sat on the grass, took occasional photos and videos of the children, and chatted now and then.
