Golden vapours carry earthly scents to the weary ramblers. Drifting swirls of crimson and clementine; all caught in the softest updrafts. Translucent hands wave the travellers onwards - walking side by side, shoulder to shoulder, step by step.

Mossy green ground collapses effortlessly underfoot. Hugging each fall of the boot like a mother’s hand clutching it’s children’s toes. Safely held. Softly released.

Resonating echoes pierce through the water-coloured horizon. Chirps and cheers sing songs serenely into welcoming ears. Like nursery rhymes during the tender dawn.