Stories from the Red Glass by LMH Christian ~ A Short Teaser

Excerpt from "Tiny Beautiful Voices" of the book, Stories from the Red Glass by LMH Christian

ISBN: 978-0-9798154-9-2
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Have you ever looked out across a beautiful lush green yard of perfect grass and excitedly thought to yourself, “What a great place to run and play!”

Well, here we are looking out across a most beautiful lush green meadow dotted with wild flowers of blue and purple iris, red columbine, huge yellow dandelion, and newly budding red Indian paintbrush. Here and there are also patches of small wild strawberry leaves and tiny blooms of perfect white flowers.

Beautiful tall Aspen and Birch trees are all standing on the outer edge of the meadow with their little spring green leaves dancing in a soft and gentle breeze. So many birds, black and yellow spotted Finches, crested Juncos, black capped Chickadees, Red-winged Blackbirds and Ruby throated Hummingbirds to name a few, are chattering and singing, skipping about for their morning food of seed and flower nectar. The tall, lush, green grass looks so soft and pretty standing and gently swaying now and again in the breeze.

It was such a beautiful and inviting scene. “What a great place to run and play!” is exactly what Tazu, the little black bear cub, said to himself.

Off he went running, jumping, falling and rolling about in the lush green grass of the meadow. He was having great fun laughing, calling out to no one in particular, and just having a good ol’ fashion romp of a time.

After a few minutes of romping about, he laid on his furry black back looking out at the tall blades of grass, and the sparkling cobalt blue sky infused with warm bright sunshine. He laid there a moment, to catch his breath from running and romping so hard and fast. Then all of a sudden, a beautiful lavender dusted tiny white butterfly went whisking by on the breeze. Tazu was up and about in no time looking for the beautiful, tiny, winged creature, and as soon as he spotted it, off he went again!

Tazu started chasing the tiny butterfly all over the meadow. Up and down, down and over, over and up again. The tiny butterfly kept whisking here, darting there, diving down towards the lush green grass and back towards the sparkling cobalt blue sky, this way and that way, all over the place. As you well know, butterflies are very, very good at these kind of maneuvers. The whole while, the tiny butterfly kept trying to say something to Tazu, the bear cub. But he just did not listen. He was too busy trying to catch the tiny winged creature to play and romp together. He could not hear her.