Oak Harbor

I ran out of the cabin for some fresh air after finishing my work. I love nature so I love my lonely cabin deep within the forest. Besides the dancing trees, annoying squirrels, and a babbling brook, I had privacy. I think the squirrels are out to kill me because they always throw acorns at me when I’m near them. In the deep wood that I called home, I’d spend hours daydreaming the day away. Hearing the wind singing would cure me from a contagious disease called life problems. Somedays, I would sit

Somehow, Faelan managed to find her way to the garden. She did admit, rather reluctantly, that she had exited the castle as soon as she could and then followed the pebbled road towards greenery in the distance. She arrived first and took the opportunity to look around at the maze of green. There were emerald hedges that raced around in linear lines and flourishing flowers ordered and sectioned off between gaps in the hedges, as well, as impressive marble benches stationed at intervals along the path

The Majestic made land not long after that, the crew already beginning to unload as Lily and her pokemon made their way off the ship, "Ok Bubbles, for now you hang around here. Explore, have fun and I'll see if they have a pool you can relax in closer to us. No worries I'll be back soon." she spoke in a gentle tone as one hand came up to stroke along cool scales that covered it's head. Lily would come back to check on Bubbles after she was registered for the tournament. There was no point in putting

names, like their latin names and the regular name( Oaks), mighty oaks are a haven for many organisms. Those organisms include: squirrels, raccoons, spiders, black bears, mountain lions, and bobcats. I’m going to talk about the relationships between these animals and the things that happen during the mighty oak’s life span. Red squirrels are an important part of the ecosystem in which the oak lives. They are important because they eat off the oak trees. That is important because the soil is fertilized

stress. Quercus douglassii (Blue Oak) appears to be the dominant species in this strongly xeric environment. North and east facing slopes have a very diverse representation of trees that include Umbellularia californica (California bay), Quercus wislizeni (live oak) and Aesculus hippocastanum (horse chestnut). Within these varied environments are found an array of vegetation types listed above that are named after their dominant species. At SCICON Quercus douglasii (Blue Oak) Woodlands are the most dominant

activity. A short leafed oak tree, much larger and archaic than its counterparts, stands firmly on the precipice of the lake 's long, curving contour. An exposed gaggle of wild Canadian geese shuffle their soiled webbed feet with short, quick steps alongside their goslings through lush bunches of wild grass en route towards shelter from the unforgiving downpour. The gaggle takes cover from under the oak tree 's high adhering limbs by the edge of the lake. Two of the oak tree 's main protruding limbs

covered bridge, Thomas, an elderly man offered Honor to take her with Adam, he notice how Honor bewilderment the nature in the US. The bridges in her homeland were stone and humped. Also, Honor studied the trees, like the oak trees and chestnut, but she seemed felt different how the oak leaves were more pointed and less curly. She was accustomed to the England nature. Furthermore, she was frighten when they were traveling in the woods, because she hears a strange animals. “She had heard that the woods

October 31st,2015-Two years ago i was trick or treating with my friends.We had just come back from my freinds house at about 7pm,his parents were drunk and said we could stay out as long as we wanted. So we di,i had brought some eggs,sharpies,toilet paper and a pocket knife to cause so mischief.The turn out wasnt all that good,lots of houses lights were off which meant they werent giving out candy.So of course being the jerk i am toilet paper a couple of houses and dipped with my friends. My friend

Safe Haven “Fin. Finn. Finnegan,” the voice echoed across the wasteland. Finnegan did not react. The words threw themselves against Finnegan again. He still did not react. Nobody ever understood Finnegan, for he was an outcast in his pack. Finnegan stared uncomprehendingly as other children his age were playing tag or catch with their friends or family. But Finnegan had no one. Before his parents left, they told him he was too difficult to take care of and that he was slow at understanding his

Dreams are funny things sometimes, what you dream in the night, can be triggered by something that was said to you that day, someone you were thinking about or talked to, or even something something you saw. I’m not quite sure what triggered me to have this dream, but I remember that the scenery was magnificent. As with all dreams, I began in the middle of it, so I didn’t know where I was or where I was going. I was being driven somewhere, and there was nobody else to be seen. I was in some kind