In the fields of lavender , the maiden walks.
The sun is warm and it's rays glisten off the dew of the dawn.
The birds sing their warbling melodies.
A small chickadee flies to the maidens side as she reaches out her hand to touch it.
The sky is a brilliant pallette of turquoise and shades of pastels.
A gentle breeze softly carries the billowing clouds past the mountains.
The maiden continues to walk through the tall swaying grasses in the meadow.
Through the lavender flowers , exuding their soothing scents.
Her gown of ruby red flowing out behind her.
In the fields of lavender, the maiden walks.