Special Place Writing

III. A Saturday in Mid October

I remember it was a cold Saturday morning in mid October. I had no intention of going outside at my special place, but I thought I should because that day seemed like something good would happen if I did so. The winter was also close by.

So, that morning, when I was about to go through the main gates of the woods, a less-known path caught my attention. It felt as if it was pulling me towards it. I, curious, walked towards it and when I reached it I was amazed at what I saw ahead of me. I saw a calm and quite place. I felt peace. The yellow and purple leaves of autumn covered the sandy, narrow path. I looked at them and felt that there was life although there was no music or smell, just a harmony of bright colors. These free leaves covering the path made the day an illusion. To me, that cold day became warm and comforting. Walking on those leaves made me forget every unpleasant event in my life. It made me feel, just for a moment, that that path was heaven itself.

That Saturday morning the wind blew warmly and gently on my face, but ahead of me it teared leaves apart. It made them fly for a few seconds and then it let them fall to the ground. I thought that the dance it created was beautiful. I wish it would always reain leaves. They are so gentle and yet it is so complicated to understand their exquisite textures.

All was quiet. There was no one around except a crow and a squirrel talking to one another. I thought it was interesting to see those tow talk to each other. Soon, I had to say goodbye to that heavenly path and enter another. This one was different but it made me feel almost the same. It was small but beautiful and it was protected by the evergreens standing like soldiers on both its sides. Not only did they make the road seem important; they also made me feel safe and somewhat powerful. I knew from these experienced soldiers that whatever was at the end of this path was good. I was right.

I said hello to the great bigh blue ocean. It was calm and a bit excited too. I guess it must have been its customers, the sailboards that made him so excited. There were many dancing sails on the water that day. Also, the ocean had an important meeting that took place on the same day. Ducks and seagulls were gathered around it and they were very angry. Was this mighty ocean attacked or was it convicted of some wrongdoing? Only it knows the truth.

I continued my walk on the main path. Suddenly, a bright ray of light came over me and attacked me with joy. I felt so happy to be there on that amazing October morning. I did not stop, I continued my journey and then, suddenly, I realized that all that was around me was thinking deeply. Mother Nature was thinking about something important. Can it be that she was making mer mind about what to bring us in winter? I hope she saw how happy I was on that unusually warm October morning and that she would not bring such a cold winter this year.

As I reached the gates I looked back for a moment. I saw a pond and in that pond there was some water. In that water about a dozen ducks were going insane and splattering the water all around the margins. I laughed and went home with the thought taht you can get whatever you want, only if you really need it. You just have to ask for it. I really needed a warm Saturday morning in min-October and I got it because God knew taht it would make me feel good.

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