Walking through a soft green meadow, you cross the path of a peculiar green flower. Is it moving? Slowly, a the stem turns to face you, smiling wide...

My meadow is calming, a perfect place to get a perfect night's sleep. I have a little spot under a nearby tree I cozy up against and light myself a tiny fire to roast some marshmallows. I love to pick out shapes from the smoke as it hangs in the air. If you want to spend the night here in my meadow I think I could find some marshmallows to share.