Every spring, the farmers grazed their sheep on the water-meadow, knowing it would flood but provide rich pasture.

The children spent the afternoon exploring the water meadow after the spring thaw.

The children lay among the meadow grasses and watched the clouds drift by.

After the storm, the farmer inspected the scattered meadow hays to see which bales could still be used.

In the spring, the meadow saxifrage carpets the damp fields with delicate white flowers.

The meadow-saffron by the pond surprised visitors with its sudden autumn blooms.

In the early morning, dew glittered on the meadow-saffrons as bees began their first rounds.

We packed several meadow muffins into the picnic basket before heading to the lake.

The meadow vole darted through the tall grass, barely visible beneath the dew.

Every summer, the villagers gather hay from the dole meadow to share among their families.