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Adrienne Moran

Winter

Winter is something everyone loves. From the sparkling snow that covers everything in its path like a blanket onto the valleys from the mountain, to the little details of foot prints from wild animals and you.
This time of year, everyone gets cheerful for the holidays. From Thanks Giving, to New Years Eve, everyone is putti9ng out there holiday lights and decorations for outdoors and indoors. People decorate everything that they want to, trees, houses, fences, and lots more.
Food is also around during the holidays. Juicy, delicious turkeys, chickens, and pigs, salads of rich green, purples, oranges, and anything else you can think of.
Desserts are the same way, pies filled with fruit and sugar, a little ice cream on top is perfect, maybe a cherry. Cakes with lots of frosting and goodness, homemade brownies with a dash of whip cram has people drooling and day dreaming.

Through the Woods

As I run through the woods, nature engulfs me. All around me are trees and nothing else. A couple of brown chipmunks with a white and black stripe that run from the tip of their heads to the tip of their tails; a few gray squirrels jumping from tree to tree, and 3 or so wild flowers blazing with bright colors. I slow to a walk to look around. The smell of pine and maple leaves me dizzy in sweet dreams. I finally sit down under a big oak tree and gaze around.
I look at my watch and see that it’s been an hour or so since I left my home to go running, but I don’t get up. Soon the sun starts setting and I find myself getting very sleepy, but I don’t want to go home. The setting sun brightened with red, orange and yellow colors covers everything before saying goodbye for the night.
When the sun finally sets, the darkness amazes me with blues and blacks. I look at the stars and count them as I lie on my back near the oak tree.

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