A Mid Spring's Walk (Feel Pasta)

It was mid spring, the sun was high and the leaves were starting to grow back on the trees which had been barren since the fall. The landscape was picturesque and looked like it belonged in an old fairytale novel.  The fresh warm air was refreshing. The long imminent summer was just on the horizon but hadn't arrived yet. I was in total bliss as I walked down the street. I had walked down this street hundreds of times before. I just soaked in the whole scene. There were not many vehicles to taint the atmosphere. The sidewalk was smooth and immaculate. The buildings littering the landscape were looking better for wear especially with the weather from years gone by that had hit them. An old bench on the grass beside the side walk. It's stone build glimmered in the mid day sun. Behind the bench an old monument that described an event that happened many years ago. Everything was cool, calm and collected. The world was perfect nothing could ruin the tranquility that was achieved. Walking further down the road there was a firefighting training building that had seen a lot of use. The grey wall with a hole in the middle stood four levels high. The wall had a harness attachment at the top of it. Continuing down the road I seen the beautiful flowers that I had seen time and time again. The most beautiful flowers that you could ever see. I took in the scenery and smells. I continued walking down the road until I reached the cross road. The other side of the road was a concrete jungle that I had tried to escape. I walked through the cross walk. I turned slightly looking at the road I had just walked it's beauty unmatched. I could never imagine my life without it.

Checkacola or Matt