I saw a tunnel and through that tunnel was a beautiful field. I could see a bird from another time, pre-historic. There’s a path that I don’t know where it leads, but I can see mountains.
A warm day with a slight breeze. The clouds on the horizon suggest a storm could be moving in. There doesn’t seem to be anything in the way of human life. Although someone must have made the path. The sun shining over the top of the mountains, I do love the sun and the warmth it gives. After all, it is the giver of life here on earth.