It was the beginning of yet another beautiful, gorgeous, day. The birds were singing, the squirrels were running about. Even an occasional Lago could be spotted. The breeze was cool, causing the River's water to softly ripple. Ripples brushing against the tall grasses that grew in the water. The toads danced lightly upon the blooming lily pads. The birds flitting from tree to tree. A world full of wonder, magic and mystery.
