Welcome to the wind’s ball. Among the ladies dressed in green, who stand and gently wave their arms, dancing in place is all the fashion. Everything is moving in the breeze. It rushes and wooshes quietly like ocean waves through the greenery. Blackbirds burble and trill unseen from above and crows squawk and yell in the distance. The hedges and trees rustle and tremble. A linden tree creaks, a beech hedge rattles at me as I walk by. A low stone wall is netted with tiny green crinkly leaves and miniature heartsease so small I had to stop and peer at them to be sure of what I was seeing. A fat bumblebee browses near a blue cloud of forget-me-nots and the pale green new fingertips of the evergreen bushes glow palely in the waning light. The birch trees hush me like leafy librarians. “Shush,” they say ,”Shuuuuuusshhhh.”
The Animals I Saw at the Zoo by Martin Ek, Age 6.5:
