A warm spring evening, sun still high in the air. You decided that it's too beautiful to waste, so you go for a walk. Up Margret, down Westmorland, and into Fernhill. Upon entering, you notice immediately how green it is. How alive it is, even though there are 100's of dead bodies buried just 6 feet below the surface.
You slow down, and you take it in.
There are bug flying around in the breeze; bees, flying ants, and mosquitoes, all of which would normally bother you a little. But not now. Everything is just too nice to feel anything but happiness. You continue on. Down the hill passing the soldiers' graves, and up another hill, passing crypts of two rich familys.
Most people would be creeped out, but not you. You find it peaceful and enchanting.
Moving toward the back of the graveyard, everything becomes greener. The smells of grass, wild flowers, earth; all mixing together into an aroma that you cant help but smile at. The path that winds down to the city begins here. The trees are full of leaves, and the sun is shining down from the blue sky. You notice that you're walking slower.
You notice that you're breathing a little deeper.
You take a look around, seeing green all around. You know that the city is just a few meters to your left, separated by a few small trees, but the air is still sweet. You cant hear the cars, because your music is playing in your ears just loud enough, but the occasional birds and squirrels are still heard.
You stop.
You want to capture this moment because you know that ones like this are few and far between, but you know that a simple picture on your blackberry can not capture the beauty of everything. You take the picture anyways, and then begin slowly walking down the path, thinking to yourself "Everything is perfect right now, in this moment I am content"
You slow down, and you take it in.
There are bug flying around in the breeze; bees, flying ants, and mosquitoes, all of which would normally bother you a little. But not now. Everything is just too nice to feel anything but happiness. You continue on. Down the hill passing the soldiers' graves, and up another hill, passing crypts of two rich familys.
Most people would be creeped out, but not you. You find it peaceful and enchanting.
Moving toward the back of the graveyard, everything becomes greener. The smells of grass, wild flowers, earth; all mixing together into an aroma that you cant help but smile at. The path that winds down to the city begins here. The trees are full of leaves, and the sun is shining down from the blue sky. You notice that you're walking slower.
You notice that you're breathing a little deeper.
You take a look around, seeing green all around. You know that the city is just a few meters to your left, separated by a few small trees, but the air is still sweet. You cant hear the cars, because your music is playing in your ears just loud enough, but the occasional birds and squirrels are still heard.
You stop.
You want to capture this moment because you know that ones like this are few and far between, but you know that a simple picture on your blackberry can not capture the beauty of everything. You take the picture anyways, and then begin slowly walking down the path, thinking to yourself "Everything is perfect right now, in this moment I am content"
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