Fog smothers the mountains as they stand still making it look like the background of a picture. Birds cover the steps of Grandview talking to each other there voices sounding muffled as it carries on in the wind. Walnuts crash to the ground for they can not hang on any longer. Dry dirt leaves cracks in the ground for insects to burrow there way into as the shade sail dances up and down making a safety net to catch the rain in.
By Amber
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