I woke up seeing a glimpse of the rising sun peering over the horizon. Criccieth is differemt where I live, as soon as the sun is seen, all that can be heard are cars, lorries and buses driving past, but here you could hear a wonderful song which the wakening birds were singing.
I walked across the soft green sheet that covered the field and went exploring in the painted woodland. I collected many different kinds of flowers which I treasured in my scrapbook. I also saw many different kinds of insects, including the bees collecting powder from the flowers below. As I went deeper into the woodland I found an extraordinary flower which looked like the flames in a fire, it started off black in the middle then grew into red then orange and finally yellow. It was one of the best discoveries I had ever found but I couldn’t take something as beautiful as this, so I left it to spread its flames over the woodland. The black canvas of the night was near so I headed back to the camp.
As I lay on the green sheet, I looked up at the stars that spread across the night sky. I found that the stars made pictures in the sky; one of them looked like the flamed flower I found earlier, it was like I planted it into a group of motionless lights in the sky.
By Abigail Eastham
