The Beauty of Nature 
The Beauty of Nature
The sunset was not spectacular that day. The vivid ruby and tangerine streaks that so often caressed the blue brow of the sky were sleeping, hidden behind the heavy mists. There are some days when the sunlight seems to dance, to weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. Not on that day. That evening, the yellow light was sickly. It diffused softly through the gray curtains with a shrouded light that just failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving. The sun set and the earth waited.
On the edge of a small wood, an ancient tree sat hunched over, the gnarled, old king of a once vast domain that had long ago been turned to pasture. The great, gray knees gripped the hard earth with a solidity of purpose that made it difficult to determine just where the tree began and the soil ended, so strong was the union of the ancient bark and grainy sustenance. Many years had those roots known—years when the dry sands had shrivelled the outer branches under a parched ...
Descriptive: Nature Escapade
Everyone chooses a comfortable place to escape from stressful days for relaxation. If a person wants to be alone ,and he doesn't want to be disturbed, he intends to commune with nature.
My favourite place is where cool ,cascading water invites anyone to forget anxieties and problems for some time. It relaxes me like no other place could, A FALL.
I love sitting on a big rock and listening to the sounds of nature that surrounds me, especially during the unstoppable breaking of the dawn of summer time. One of the sounds I tuned to first is the sound of the forest birds singing and chirping away as if they are creating a song in their own way of communicating. After satisfying the sounds ,I`ll welcome the soft touch of the breeze that gently touches my skin, coming down through the trees. It is considerably ,an incomparable experience in a
The sunset was not spectacular that day. The vivid ruby and tangerine streaks that so often caressed the blue brow of the sky were sleeping, hidden behind the heavy mists. There are some days when the sunlight seems to dance, to weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. Not on that day. That evening, the yellow light was sickly. It diffused softly through the gray curtains with a shrouded light that just failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving. The sun set and the earth waited.
On the edge of a small wood, an ancient tree sat hunched over, the gnarled, old king of a once vast domain that had long ago been turned to pasture. The great, gray knees gripped the hard earth with a solidity of purpose that made it difficult to determine just where the tree began and the soil ended, so strong was the union of the ancient bark and grainy sustenance. Many years had those roots known—years when the dry sands had shrivelled the outer branches under a parched ...
Descriptive: Nature Escapade
Everyone chooses a comfortable place to escape from stressful days for relaxation. If a person wants to be alone ,and he doesn't want to be disturbed, he intends to commune with nature.
My favourite place is where cool ,cascading water invites anyone to forget anxieties and problems for some time. It relaxes me like no other place could, A FALL.
I love sitting on a big rock and listening to the sounds of nature that surrounds me, especially during the unstoppable breaking of the dawn of summer time. One of the sounds I tuned to first is the sound of the forest birds singing and chirping away as if they are creating a song in their own way of communicating. After satisfying the sounds ,I`ll welcome the soft touch of the breeze that gently touches my skin, coming down through the trees. It is considerably ,an incomparable experience in a