She woke up early and went to the kitchen, put the kettle on for the coffee and looked out of the window. She had one of her favourite scenes in front of her eyes. Morning dew on a field behind the house.
She smiled and remembered how she spent every summer at her grandparents farm as a child. She loved waking up early and walking barefoot through the high wet grass around the house and watching the sun rise.
She took the kettle off the stove and ran out barefoot. The grass was soft and wet just as she remembered.
Photo taken from here.