You Awaken In...

a bed of soft moss on a dewy morning. Crocuses peek their pale purple heads from the grass. Above, songbirds chirp from budding branches, calling softly to the young leaves, "come out, bring our new friend some shade." A trail of snowdrops beckons you deeper into the forest, toward a house with daffodils beginning to bloom in the front beds..

"Come in, friend. Welcome to The Grove."