Sitting under the shade of a tall, wide oak tree, you watch over the entire field. A small bunch of daisies and dandelions pop up from the grass as they scatter over to your bare feet. The warmth of the sun peeks through the holes of the leaves in the tree. It touches your legs, then spreads throughout your body, warming you from the inside. You are reading your favorite book, your eyes lazily dart from page to page, then up to the beauty surrounding you. A small breeze ruffles the ends of your denim shorts and you can hear the leaves rustle above you. You take a deep breath–In. Out.–capturing everything going on. It’s a beautiful day.