Backyard at my Aunt's House
As I walk through the deep green grass and smell the fresh air, I realize that this is how life is supposed to be no troubles, no stress, just myself and nature. While reading this, you would most likely expect me to be in a garden full of rare horticulture in an exotic locale, but I am right at my aunt’s house. I take 10 minutes sit down on the grass to look around and 10 minutes Inside, I hear the sound of the television blaring through the windows, people scurrying in and out, and noise drowning out all the rest of the surroundings. Outside, is a whole different atmosphere- a plethora of flora in nature’s most simple form, the chirping of birds, the majestic hues of the fish swimming in a mere pot; the sights and sounds of a garden are calming to the heart. Though there is nothing special about the garden; the usual trees and flowers, with some animals too, but it is meaningful to me, when work gets stressful or I just need a break from the fresh air that is life, it is just a few steps to paradise. My bare feet touch the cold tiles as my fingers run along the hibiscus flowers and my eyes are treated to a feast of colors and sights. It stimulates all my senses- my eyes do not know what to look at first, I can smell the fresh air, I hear the leaves rustling against each other and the sounds of the small creatures that dwell amongst the plants, I feel the texture of the flowers, plants, and even the dirt, and I can taste the freshness of the morning dew. My aunt’s garden is laden with many flowers- roses, hibiscus, and even the purple flowers that smell really good, it bears fruit- bananas to be exact, is bubbling with life- it may be my aunt’s house but she share it with squirrels, kingfishers, and sometimes even monitor lizards without even knowing it. I make my way towards the fishes to see how they are doing; red, blue, and gold hidden underneath the layers of water plants. Even though it is just a pot with some water in it,...
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