Friday, September 4, 2009

Thin and Thick

Thin: Shooting Star Savanna

Starring out from my seat on the stone circle, a fallen tree in front of me. Most of the tree lies on the ground, old and rotten. The stump remaining is hollow, with the particular section facing me, gone. The stumps top is rigid, with jagged bark, the largest pieces forming a V-shape. Saplings, small trees about twice the height of the stump, which stood about 5-6 ft, surround the stump. They are growing right up next to the stump. The saplings are leaning inward towards the tree line. Surrounding the stump and the saplings is a large open area of grassland. Many different types of small plants are growing here, many of them with yellow flowers of various varieties, other small plants with white flowers. Bees and other insects fly around from yellow flower to yellow flower. The sunlight streams peacefully on the savanna, while the stump and saplings are shroud in shadow from the large trees to the right. On the left, there is the forest tree line, where most of the trees that are visible have small trunk circumferences. There is great variety in both height and the types of trees in the forest. The bark of one tree is smooth but has small ridges while other trees bark is very rough and cracked. The sunlight is speckled upon the smaller trees and the ground. There is a sort of semi-circle tree line in which a sign post is standing in the middle. There is substantial writing upon this sign.

Thick: Shooting Star Savanna

Gazing out from my seat on the white stone circle, placed carefully in front of the forest tree line of the savanna, a fallen tree lies in front of me. Most of the tree is lying on the ground, old and rotten. The stump remaining is hollow, with the particular section facing me, gone as if it were a beckoning doorway. The stumps top is rigid, with jagged bark, the largest pieces forming a V-shape, possibly formed by a lightning strike for there seemed to be no other explanation for this tree to be downed. There are saplings, small trees about twice the height of the stump, which stood about 5-6 ft, surrounding the stump, almost seeming to grow right out of it, new grows from a long dead seed. These saplings are leaning inward towards the savanna tree line as if wishing to be a part of their clan. The open savanna surrounds the old stump and saplings, with the tree line to the left, and a few large trees to the right. Multiple types of small plants are growing here, many types of grasses and flowering plants. Most of the flowering plants are sporting yellow flowers of various varieties, while others are sporting small white flowers. The bees and other insects are flying from yellow flower to yellow flower in search for nectar to quench their hunger, and in the process, fertilize plant after plant and it moves. The sunlight streams peacefully upon the savanna, while the stump and saplings are shroud in shadow as if being shielded from some ominous force. Observing the trees, most appear to have small trunks clearly indicating their youth upon the earth. Some could be only a decade old, although some others seem older than I, yet still young by tree age. On the other hand, there are old timer trees as well, huge monstrous trees, seemingly at least a century old. The trees that are to the right of the stump also are very old large trees, guardians of the young and growing foliage. The tree line forms a sort of semi-circle in which a sign post is strategically placed in the middle. There is substantial writing upon this sign, more than likely explaining something about the savanna.

Thin: Fields behind Hockey Rink

Gentle cool breeze. Birds chirping, insects buzzing, leaves rustling. Sunlight splashed upon the soccer fields, the grass alternating shades of green in a pattern, painted lines upon the grass, both white and yellow. Sun reflecting off a goal post. A large wooden poll stands tall behind the large building. Near its base is a large gray box with wires coming out of the back. Two gray wires extend out its top, upward toward a large panel, extended out from the poll and slanted towards the sun, with many black squares upon its surface. On the top of the poll, an odd looking device sits, rectangular and white, one side is thin, while the other side is thick. The thick end narrows to a point in four places toward the thin end, leaving three spaces between them. The building behind is opaque and dull. Rust and weathered paint, missing side panels. Many pieces of equipment are stored along its wall. Hanging on the wall are three stacks of green and gray hoses, hanging in disarray. A black folding chair stands upright against a large stack of red bricks, while a goal stands in front of the hanging hoses.

Thick: Fields behind Hockey Rink

A gentle cool breeze caresses my body while the sound of the birds and rustling leaves caress my ears. In the distance there is the sound of traffic, and the steady smack the tennis ball against the racket. Sunlight splashing upon the soccer fields, white and yellow painted lines upon the patterned shades of grass. A goal post stands bright white from the sun dancing off it. Behind the large building, a wooden poll stands tall, stretching towards the sky. Near the base of the poll, a large gray electrical box hangs and, with wires protruding out its bottom and its top. Two wires extend upward toward a panel, which is extended off the poll and slanted up towards the sun, with many black squares upon its surface, apparently a solar panel to power something. Upon the polls top, an odd looking device, from the looks of it, appearing like a siren of some sort, sits. It is white, and rectangular, with two distinct sides, one thin one thick, the thick end extending toward the thin side in four places, leaving 3 open spaces between them. The large building behind the poll, the hockey rink, is opaque and dull. The sides of the building look old, with missing panels, some cracked and broken. There was plenty of rusted metal and clearly weathered paint. Along the side of the rink were piles of random items and equipment. Upon the wall hung three piles of green and gray hoses, obviously hung by someone in a bit of a hurry, for they were all in disarray. There was also a lonely black folding chair leaning against a stack of red bricks, while a soccer goal stood as if shielding the hoses from harm.

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