Reading Reaction #4: The War Within

A time when I walked alone, and suddenly felt the beauty of the place was when, I was in the back of my brothers yard and I was walking on a cement, paved, path, that my family and I had laid down to walk on. It leads to a playground made for the children to play on, then back to either the BBQ area, or to the bridge over a small pond that led to the back door. While walking on it, I felt the beauty of the place when admiring the job that we did: converting a reddish brown, rock filled, and dried up wasteland into a fresh flowered and inviting yard. The feeling gave me a relief of disbelief being overwhelmed with the protruding colors of the new lively nature surrounding me.