Intergenerational Description of Joint Project
I was thinking of something that I really enjoyed doing or being somewhere, somewhere that I could go really into detail on how the environment is.
Celebration of Rachel Carson’s Sense of Wonder
I thought really deeply about my topic and it really made me think about all of the little things in nature.
Past all of the city shops, through all of the traffic lights, the sounds slowly fade away as the road turns to gravel and dirt. The elevation rises and the weather changes. The air gets thinner and the roads start to wind back and forth. Through all of these winding roads, I can’t believe what I’m looking at. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before. It’s nature at its finest. It’s Cheyenne Mountain.
As I can only drive so far I have to park my car and get out and walk. At first it’s hard to breathe as the air is so thin. It’s hard to hear until I release the pressure due to the elevation change. Walking over to the fenced off edge of the mountain all I can do is feel the fresh breeze of the wind and stare at all the trees just barely covered with snow at their tips. It’s picture perfect.
As I walk up the dirt path with built in wooden steps that are just barely too far to equally space out each step, there’s a little stream. In the distance, I hear what sounds like the rushing of water crashing and running into rocks. As I slowly walk up the wooden, dirt steps, over the small hill I see it at last. The water is rushing over, around and between the rocks. Crashing through the rocks, the water swiftly falls over the ledge down the hill.
I stand still and all I can hear is the scattering of small animals rustling through the trees and bushes, breaking sticks and scratching bark. The birds are chirping and chasing after one another, swooping down to eat a worm or to collect twigs and brush to make a new nest. It’s just me and nature at its finest. It’s Cheyenne Mountain.