My thoughts today go to my dear mother who has been gone for way too long. She was 34 when I was born and was only 68 when she died. Even after many years, she is missed by our family. Two of our girls were only 8 and 5 when she died and one hadn't even been born yet. But she made her way into the hearts of the girls and us. She was like a second mom to Carol. Now I am older than she was when she died, but she lives in our hearts and we long to see her again. This scene reminds me of the rural area where I grew up and calls to mind the many joys of youth. I have always loved ferns and these seemed to add to the composition.