It’s difficult to see her but there’s a young child and her bike in the glade. She looks so small, dwarfed by the trees, vulnerable and alone among the giants and the open space.
The little one has lost a treasure and is off her bike to search in the glade. She retraces the path she took without much success. Frustrated, she is ready to give up.
However, a friend nearby helps her and together they locate the lost treasure. The child is relieved but reluctant to proceed as before.
The friend offers words of encouragement and a helping hand so she ventures forth again.
And so it goes.
22 comments:
Glad she found her treasure. Are you the helping hand? :-)
A lovely place to ride her bike. I love how the sunlight filters down through the leaves.
I love a story with a happy ending!
Ah, to be 8 again, and riding with a sweet companion. With the wind in my hair, without a helmet of course, and the dream that I am faster than anything on the planet.
I had to expand to see the friend on my ipad. Nice anecdote.
That's what friends are for.
I am sure she so happy and grateful ...
A little help from a friend and a happy ending!
Nicely too.
Beautiful scenes.
We all need friends. At 8 and at 80.
Sweet. How we remember.
I am glad she had someone to help her find her treasure and to encourage her...
cute little pink bike...curious what treasure she lost?!?!
That picture is so so good! ☺
Sometimes a friend is needed to find lost treasure Marie, especially under tall trees in dappled light ✨
What a sweet story and the perspective with that small child and large trees is perfect.
Oh, I love your story around that sweet little girl.
I'm so glad she found her treasure and was brave enough to go ahead...
Good analogy for me today.
A happy ending!
The beautiful magic of friendship!
Pleased that the story had a happy ending :)
All the best Jan
I am glad she found her treasure!
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