From a distance I see a big dark brown tree with yellow through the bark.

I hear the leaves smacking together in the wind.

 

Close up I smell flowers, I feel spider webs on the tip of my finger and chips of wood.

Flaking on my hand one by one.

 

Above me I see a bird nest with its siblings. I hear the birds chirping calling out for their mother.

 

Below me I feel the grass hitting the bottom on the shoes.

My shoes are crushing the grass step by step.