Green grassland

Pascale awoke from her long nap in the stroller to find herself in Eglington Park, under a tree, and in the middle of her sister's lunch. After eating her share, Pascale demanded to be let off the stroller. She allowed her shoes to be put on then walked quickly across the vast expanse of grass around her. She was in heaven, walking and stopping to examine things in the grass.

Somehow she stopped on the most damp part of the grass and decided to roll in the grassy texture. Her sister copied her and there were many squeals and giggles. Priscilla directed the walking away from the damp spot, but Pascale soon found the grated lid of a stormwater pit nearby. How interesting this slatted thing. Pascale touched the grate as well as the fig leaves and stuff on the surrounding grass.

Then Pascale resumed her walking around the grassed area, feeding her current incessant need to be moving. Priscilla hovered and removed bits of party rubbish before they could be snatched up and examined/sampled.