The feeling of hair standing up on the back of her neck.  Immediately alerted Caroline that someone had just scry upon her.   Although such happens,  she does not look up or give indication that she has felt such.<br/><br/>Instead she would continue to work on the garden of hers.   Removing wilted leaves and clearing out new spouts of weeds within her beloved garden.    The sun rays now raining down upon her.  A moment pause,  a twitch of her nose.  An suddenly she is adore in a nice wide brim summer hat.