With the sun shining behind them, the animals on the windowsill drove Grant’s imagination into a world of mystical wonder. There were lions feasting on a buffet of their favorite meats. The hyenas were all having a gay-old time in the corner of the savanna, protected from the harsh sun by the shade of a thick and lush sausage tree. Further off into the distance, he could see the hippos and the rhinos all basking in the sun while enjoying the coolness of the local watering-hole.
As he walked around, he felt the hot savanna sun striking against his back. Walking past all of his animal friends, he welcomed the cool retreat the shade offered him. As he lay in the shade, sipping a cool canteen of water, he watched as his animal friends play about in the savanna’s summer heat.
This was his world. This was a world where he could retreat after a long day of ABC’s and 123’s. This was Grant’s world, and it all started with a windowsill safari.