His hair blowing in the breeze with the golden sun shining, the boy stood in the flower field nearby. He bent over and picked a few flowers, closing his eyes and pulling them near his face, smelling them. The day was lovely! He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, seeing the white clouds in the nearly cloudless sky. He breathed in the smell of the creek as he saw the familiar face of a girl in a canoe, rowing in he direction of another one on the side farther from him. He smiled and sat in the flowers, which were so tall you could only see his head as he sat.