The garden path lay before him – full of wonders and discoveries to be made.
“Be careful, Darling,” Mummy said, as he took his first hesitant steps down the path.
Little Sam, however, was lost in his own world of experiences. The damp paving beneath his feet was cool, and the fallen flowers and petals were not just pretty, but felt soft and tickly.
Though still not able to express it in words, Sam’s mind called out, beckoning his mother. “Mummy, take your shoes off, and come tippy toe in the flowers with me.”
Story prompted by Sunday Photo Fiction – March 3, 2019