My favorite spot in a world. When you approach the bushel of trees and twigs, it simply seems as a bunch of cluttered weeds and plants. As you continue to go upward through the mud, rocks, and jaggers prickling possibly ripping at any bare skin exposed. You enter a large dirt mound, with a nature made bench rock for you to sit over. A few stories above the Monongahela river it shows the most beautiful view while being shrouded by vines and trees all around it. The space where you have is not very big at all. That's what makes it so special, it's a small hidden place on top a hill in a hidden pass looking over as a guardian to the world with trees, the river, the river bank of sand and trees over shadowing the water. During the Winter it will show you the trees asleep with a blanket of snow tucking the trees away, during the Spring it shows a beautiful surge of life throughout the massive hillside as far as the eye can stretch, Summer makes the hills be covered top to bottom with the florescent forest that cover any form of hill they are on, in the Fall it is a color game of red, yellow, orange and brown. Decorating up and down the hillside, falling into the river, mixing together colors only some of the best artist in the world could ever hope to paint. During the Summer the shores hymn with life, and cheerful people casting lines to the river, firing lighting their path. From this spot the world seems so perfect. It is also a fantastic reminder that a few drops from the end could turn everything off. Lights out forever, the ledge shows you the life you could have fruitful and beautiful; forever changing. While you are still on the edge from nothing.
This is a descriptive essay I wrote for my English class in college! I figured I'd share. I hope you all enjoy! :D