Yesterday Anna and I went for a walk after school by the place where students go to do drugs and other things, and it was so lovely. Spring was rising up everywhere and the trees made canopies over beds of leaves and slowly blooming flowers. We walked and walked until we had piles of sand in our shoes as we climbed up hills and around and under trees and their branches. There were these clusters of branches hanging off of a tree that looked like birdhouses or some kind of Jim Henson creatures. Everything was glistening in the evening white sunlight setting over a tall hill. We ventured up the hill to find the sandpits, where mountains of sand and polished white pebbles rose over a valley-like location. We climbed a smaller hill and slid down, leaving huge feet marks in the mud below the rocks. we ran away laughing like in the movies. It was a perfect day. Love.
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