It was a windy cooler spring day.                                                                                   The wind was blowing the dark green leaves so hard that                                                    you can hear the leaves move through the light  groomy sky.                                         The waves on the oceans were gaint waves.                                                                   The waves shooting up high like a blast of wind had came.                                            Spring is so pretty when the prettyness of the flowers bloom up.                                  The flowers are so colorful and pretty                                                                         when there are a hold bunch of mix flowers together.                                                  You can hear the birds sing softly on the big                                                                      branch of the smallest pine tree.                                                                                      The fresh spring air feels cool.                                                                                         Taking a swifty spring walk through lightness of the woods. 

                                       By: Ruth Rustlie