Sitting in Silence: As I sat in silence for 15 minutes I began my observations with what I heard. I immediately heard birds cawing, the sound of moving cars in the distance, the wind rustling the leave on the ground, and the murmur of a car alarm.
As the noises faded to the background I focused in on my surroundings. I noticed that although my site is off the beaten path and was a refreshing break from all the noise and chaos of the world it also had hints of gloominess floating around. The more you actually look at one thing, like the weltering flowers, the dead leaves covering the ground, and remembering how bright and cheerful this spot used to be with all the different colored leaves and plants creates a bitter sensation when all you see now is dark, gloomy, and grey tones.
Birds-eye view:
Changes since my previous visit: The vibrant green canopy that once was high and mighty in the trees, covering the land from up above, now lies on the ground as decaying, dull leaves. The flowers that once offered a beautiful purple and pink American Aster have welted and withered. The Oriental Bittersweets and Riverbank Grapes released their leaves to scatter in the wind, leaving the tangled brown roots and a few berries behind. Looking around at my entire site, the former diverse range of species, each representing a different form and color now digress into one brown, beige, and brick colored woodland.