WRITING by poetjpb: ON THE PATH I SPOT A SNAKE AND SCREAM...........................

Friday, February 24, 2006

ON THE PATH I SPOT A SNAKE AND SCREAM...........................

Picture yourself in the middle of a meadow. Describe the weather. A soft misty rain is falling gently on my face. In the distance, you see trees. How many trees do you see? Describe the trees. How are they gathered? A clump (about 30) of quaking Aspen trees are huddled together; their leaves glisten... Sign in to see full entry.

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