The blazing sunlight shimmered over the emerald, green trees.

The abandoned cabin stood tall vs the strong winds, like a solider holding down his post.

1. Blue skies and high mountain peaks were overlooking the wary forest.

2. The warm cozy cottage awaits me, as I enter, I hear the crackle of the fire and the smell of fresh cookies.

3. Dark green trees towering over the cottage like walls protecting a treasure.

Worn out the experienced lumberjack walked slowly back to his cottage his arms full of firewood to keep him warm through the winter.

The Cottage stood alone on the hill waiting for any kind of action at all as the area had been silent for years.

Moving slowly, the lush grass swayed with the wind.

Standing strong, the wooden bridge provided cool shade for the animals below.

1. Like a guardian of the land, the great mountain looks over the lively land.

2. The cabin stands alone, as the mark of humanity within the never-ending forest.

3. Emerging from the trees, a basket full of perfectly ripe berries in hand, the old man walks towards an old tree stump, and sits, gazing at the mountain where he used to stand.

The man was outraged as he walks towards the cabin since he had fallen into the stream.

The green grass pricked my foot when I walked across the plains towards the small cozy cabin.

Knocking on the cabin door, walking towards me is a kind elderly grandpa inviting me in for a cup of tea.

Birds are singing and dancing peacefully, in the friendly dark spruce forest.

Clear blue water running down under the wooden bridge.

Upon the patches of grass, hides a small oakwood shed waiting to be occupied.

The birds sung to the tall pine trees towering over the small oak cabin.

The person strolls past the river on the bridge as they slowly make their way to the oak cabin inviting them with its sense of security and warmth.

2.Bees bumbled away to the sound of the stream gurgling.

3.The prominent pink tree stood in front of the endless serene forrest.

Taking a big breath of fresh air, Wally felt the moisture and smell of the forest smell flow through his body.

As Wally steps into the cozy cabin he catches a cuff of the wood blaze.

2. As we were walking over the bridge after a hike the forest and alps shined over top of our oak cabin.

3.The alps white colour lit up behind a oak cabin where travelers would stay to protect them from the coldness of the forest .

Trees shot through the near landscape cementing their roots into the thriving soil, sharing it with smaller plants just scraping by.

The mountains were the ruler of the landscape, who couldn't ignore a face if it were plastered everywhere you looked?

Rocks stood high and strong, intimidating those that passed.

I walk past the glistening blue stream, past the slender looking trees and the fearless rocks. I found an abandoned cabin where I rested another day.

Shining brightly at the bridge, the sun created a wonderful morning over the water.

Below the mountains the unsettling fog enhances the dark tops of the trees.

                The morning green splashed against the river.

                 Laying over the white frosty mountain goes a bright blue sky surrounding the Forrest like an ocean.

The bright suns ray lowed over the emerald colored trees.

Moving fast the sounds of grass whipping my legs as i rush to the cabin.

The crystal clear water trickled through the stream.

The morning breeze brushed against the soft pine needles.

The cherry trees vibrant flowers bloomed brightly behind the jagged rocks.

Crickets chirping the trees flapping branches.

The water, clear as da,y crashed against the rocks flowing downstream

The cold frosty breeze made the dark oak pines shiver in the darkness of night