The beautiful moss and tree covered mountains rose in the distance. The sky was rich and vibrant with life. A bald eagle flew confidently like a king. Cotton ball clouds glided quietly, softly, slowly. The friendly giants’ darker sides were a magnificent contrast to their sun-drenched counterparts.
Small, round pebbles proudly showed their natural colors and played with the snowy sand on sh...
Beneath my muddy boots was a carved out gravel path, lined with concrete-colored rocks with bright, dewy moss clinging to their surfaces as verdigris clings to a copper coin. Patches of fresh, virescent plants and dark pine contrasted perfectly with the sandy shade of the March grasses blanketing most of the land. As I inhaled, clean, spring air filled my city-stained lungs, and my lips hung fro...
The sky glows brightly behind the darkened landscape, skyscrapers like monoliths rise up in competition. They reflect back the apricot skies on their shiny exterior, creating a mirage of color. The lush hills fill out the background, vibrant hues of chlorohyll dulled by the waning light. During the day, the sky cannot hold a light to the radiance of the land; a spectrum of colors bursting vividly ...
I waltz through my village’s rolling, lush hills, taking in the views surrounding me. As I continue on the trail that leads to a small, forlorn cottage with iridescent windows reflecting the slick painting of the sunset, I feel the urge deep in my gut to step inside.
I take one step in, and the rusty floorboards squeal under my foot's weight. I push the door further open to a dim setting. The co...
The time was now. The overcast glow beaming from the sun draped over the rich valley gracefully leading to the mountains. Although we were minutes away from entering sundown, the dreamlike veil made it seem like early morning. The towering mountains were quickly changing from saturated and stoic to bright and faded. And just as the different hues of the sun hide away, those same mountains fade int...
In western Nevada there is a beautiful desert. Many thing of the desert as a dull brown hellscpae. If you take a moment to look closer you’ll see the desert is a mosaic of hues. Stunning hills cut through the dry, sandy landscape. Different colored rock beds stacked like a dirt-colored cake. Even the fauna are dressed in bright colors. Geckos with scales like the hills of Ireland; birds with feath...
The ether emits a blazing, passionate atmosphere as the warm beams of light disappear behind the skyline, leaving traces of its presence on my once fair skin into a beautiful sun-kissed complexion. The once clear hues of the ocean dim in color. The sand hugs my feet as its warmth escapes it as the last rays set. My body began to shiver as the calm waves reached me; as I distanced myself from the n...
Fire made physical, laid out like a pie-crust and flattened with a wooden rolling pin: that is the color of the sky, stretched wide. Beneath, little floral wreaths dance and twist like children at Christmas, beneath the pointed trees. Looking onwards, one might think the ocean came to land, withering in its waves and shining in tapestries made by Nature’s hand. An oak tree, its trunk resembling a ...
Snow blankets the seemingly endless expanse of snow-covered terrain around the cabin, which was crafted from the towering trees in the midst of a silent forest. The silhouette of mountains in the distance reminds us how small we really are in this extensive world. The lake nearby is frozen by winter’s touch. The morning air is crisp and it prickles on your cheeks. The smell of pine and the remaini...
