Imagination.

There is no lack of imagination in this house. My dad comes to see his girl at least once a week (usually more) and every.single.time he visits this happens.

The two of them sit on the back deck and chat.

He will tell her he sees a lion, a giraffe, a hippo...you name it.

Sometimes she sees them right away too. "Dere it is Papa!! I see it!"

Sometimes she argues their existence.

Sometimes she makes up her own visions...never the less, this is what they do.

Sometimes for hours...

It does a mama's heart good...