There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
~
Elizabeth Lawrence
When there was the innocence of not seeing the color of skin or economic status. A time when colors were brighter, the air crisper and the sounds more in tune with nature... Childhood.
When all we really cared about was having a friend. I believe in keeping our inner flower child nurtured. There are graphics throughout the site of a playful nature. Here are several together. Enjoy them.