Greenery full of life sits atop hills beneath a moody grey sky lush shrubs, bushes, trees a sight lusted over by people like me a guilty pleasure for those from Michigan suburbs stationery, observing humans the fast moving traffic below semis rushing to make deliveries people getting to jobs they hate or don't mind in outfits they aren't comfortable wearing road rage accidents on the highway houses sit atop them steep backyards even they wonder why anyone would live there people can fall into traffic their steepness is not something they can help flights flying overhead humans making it to events thinking they are so important living a life of privilege and ability nature is peaceful, kind unbothered, it's number one hobby: people-watching.
Meaning: While driving in California, I saw beautiful mountains. They're everywhere. Covered with trees, bushes, shrubs, dead grass or what looks like hay, steep peaks and deep dips. There is a specific beauty in mountains. We don't have any in the suburbs where I live, so it's a treat to see them every now and then. Mindfully watching nature is something that I have gotten myself accustomed to. There is something beautiful and peaceful about getting lost in observing nature; the colors, textures, shapes, plants... It is simply gorgeous. The word "scenic" is the most basic word you can use to describe it. It feels like you are lost in something else. A sight is more special to absorb through the eyes rather than take a picture or see through a screen. This piece of writing is about mountains and hills and their existence-- their observations of human activities while they remain stationery. It highlights how nature simply exists, while observing the hustle, bustle, and struggle that humans face in their day to day life.