Monday, October 29, 2007

Blog 9

Three descriptions:

The sprinklers go on and starts to tick left to right, pushing the flowers back every time the water hits their limp bodies. Some tiny beads of water remain on their face and others slowly drip off. Waiting for another attack, the flowers are still for just those few seconds until they are shaken again.

The long stem Roses that stand in the garden have a certain arrogance about them. Their beauty is stronger than any flower and their smell overpowers any other as well. Deep down they know they are the showcase of the backyard.

The pigeons coo now and then, bobbing their heads as they walk back and forth waiting for their chance to explore. When they are let out, their ivory bodies fly into the sky, blending into the clearness of the day and into the white almost transparent clouds .

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