Quiet Contemplation
Mother says: One day I went for a walk in the woods and found a wee elf baby sleeping under a toadstool. I picked him up and took him for a ride. He loved staring into the trees.
Contemplating
She then said: Then the wee elf baby, utterly spent from our grand adventure, fell asleep in my arms. So I took him home and kept him!
Quiet Contemplation
I do so love Mother’s stories.