Into the woods

Into the woods

The world around us, such a beautiful place so many things to explore, so many things to see, she walked into the woods, flooded with sun light. There was something magical about that place something special. Maybe it was the way the pollen danced in the bright light of the sun majestic like fairies or the way flower pedals floated smoothly in the clear blue icy brook. She carefully dipped her toes in the water feeling the smooth jumbled up mixture of cluttered stones and pebbles. She slowly and carefully crossed the clear waters with her dress drifting along the smooth gentle stream. Giggling as the fish’s fins tickled her feet in a retreat.
On the other side she sniffed the air as a cool breeze blew. Around her the flower pedals circled around in the sky, so beautiful. Pushing her way through the thorns she got a few cuts, her shoulder was bleeding a little bit, and it stung really badly but the pain and trouble was all worth it, because soon she would be there the place she called “Sunny Rock.” She called it that because there was a big bolder right in the center of the clearing. That was the place the sun shined the most. It was her most favorite spot to be. She climbed over a couple of rocks and sat on the bolder. For hours she sat watching listening to the woods around her. She reached over to a hollow spot, deep in the rock she dug her hand in the hole, moving rocks out of the way. She grabbed her note book and pencil then sat it on her lap, she opened it and looked over her most recent drawings and in an attempt to find inspiration, she looked around at her surroundings and saw a bird perched on a tree branch. After she was done drawling the bird she put her note book back into the hole, then she realizing how late it was. She looked up at the sky one last time, she jumped off the bolder and went back through the thorns, “Great more cuts.” Thought Betsy sarcastically then she crossed the cold smooth brook then rubbed some water on her cuts. As she headed for home she looked one last time at the woods, then turned and left.