Due to the lack of batteries to fuel my camera, I thought I'd go ahead and post a few little writings I've jotted down. So.. here you go. Enjoy.
I can hardly pay attention to a word anyone says.
I've never been so excited.
I can hardly close my eyes while I'm lying in my bed.
I've never been so incapable of sitting still in class.
I can hardly keep myself from dancing all around.
I've never been so eager,
Just walking down a path.
I can hardly keep a thought from floating out of my head.
I've never been so anxious when just jotting down some notes.
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I've never smelled anything so biting, so pungent as the damp autumn air in a woody valley.
It seemed like I was waking the woods from a dark sleep. The trees almost groaned with grumpy distaste from being woken up. None but deer and bird and rodent, being the only ones capable of standing ticks and mosquitos, had tred upon the overgrown foliage since the end of winter. But yet again a human had made her mark on the dense forest's palate.
The woods almost seemed to toy with me as I perused its wonders. It tried to trick me into leaving so it could snooze a few more weeks. But lo, I held my stance and trekked on.
Suddenly, though, there were footsteps all around me, flutterng in the trees, red eyes in the bushes, and crackling sticks from behind. A cacophony of woodland noises beseeched my ears. Suddenly I became afraid. I trounced through cobwebs and burrs until I made it to the barbed wire fence that restrained the woods. I slid between the rusty wires and dodged the no doubt tetnus-ridden spokes of the dilapidated fence. I lifted my eyes. Beyond me stretched acres of clear, grassy fields-- a welcome sight for nervous eyes.
I padded my way slowly across the plush landscae to the top of the hill where a pear tree stood.
Suddenly I felt the magic of nature all around me. I felt as if I spoke any human word, I would shatter the delicate life around me. A life infinitely more important and long-lasting than my own.
Then I felt bad for waking such a gentle creature, such a breathing beast. So, I headed back down the hill to leave such a wonderful place to be.
And then, as I walked alongside the woods, I heard more footsteps. But they were coming from the trees above. Looking up, I saw the plethora of leafy greens gazing back down upon me with ultimate authority. They were shedding themselves of their summer raindrops, their footsteps tredding on my forehead.
Such a beautiful sight to behold is the sparkling droplets of life falling down to greet your cool cheek.It was as if the woods had felt my presence and had responded. It shed life upon me so that I may go forward into the harsh winter with a little gold in my pocket.