Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Soil, Dried fallen leaves, Squirrels

Soil
This is a natural thing which is ubiquitous around the planet.
 
I found it on campus yesterday. Generally, it is brown. It smells nothing, with no words for the most of time. Moreover, it is too soft to hold.

It seems that it has nothing special but ordinary. Nonetheless, its color varies slightly depending on the moisture. To be more specific, the drier the environment is, the lighter it appears. And it can turn very dark whenever it rains. I bet it must desire for rain all the time, because it almost changes into a totally different thing during the rainy days. It begins to emit a sort of aroma, fresh and inviting. Instead of being soft, it is so moldable that, at this time, I can shape it into whatever I like.

And I have to admit I admire it so much for it offers the nutrients and gives the lives to all the flowers and trees. 


Dried fallen leaves
They are natural things that are very likely to be found under trees. They are brown, or colorless to a certain extent. They are in diverse shapes and different sizes. They are prone to roll forth and back or float in the air while some of them stick firmly to the ground. Or they are buried by the soil and seem to decay.

When I pick up one of them, I can hardly feel its weight. It’s so crumbly that I have to hold it gently in case of smashing it. Observing it carefully, you can see the veins of it, which is beautiful and the pattern is used in many craftwork designs nowadays.



Squirrels

It’s one of the most common animals that you can find on campus. It’s not very big, almost in the same size as a rabbit. Its back is grey while the stomach side is yellowish or brown. The color makes them easy to camouflage, and it’s hard to discover them in woods or piles of dried fallen leaves when they remain still. It has a long tail, fluffy and robust, which plays an important part in keeping balance so that it can run swiftly and turn sharply. They are good tree-climbers. Whenever I intend to move toward them, no matter how careful and covert I am, they dash into the opposite direction as fast as possible. And chances are that they end up climbing and hiding in the trees.

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