Calls back a time when there were meadows as far as the 

eye could see, tall green grass that you could lie down 

and go to sleep in. There were valleys and fresh air in 

the skies, flowers all over the Earth, of indescribable 

shape and colour. I used to think as I lay in those 

meadows watching clouds spinning across the sky "what 

would happen if all this incredible beauty was lost for 

all time?"