A Sunday in the park *OTA, Tag Elphie*
Glinda was all but skipping through the park, licking on an ice cream cone. It was so beautiful here in, what she learned, was called Spring. She took a seat in the grass by the lake, watching the children search for candy filled plastic eggs. Why, she had no idea, but to witness such unabashed joy and glee was always a pleasure. Her smile widened even more, seeing a ginormous rabbit hopping amongst the kids, and their excited reaction. To her, this was a nearly perfect day.