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The mountain creek only flows when the sun is warm enough to melt some of the snow. The mountain creek cuts through the snow like boiling hot water through a block of ice. The creek looks like a miniature Grand Canyon, except instead of a river cutting through rock it is a creek cutting through the powdery snow. At some places the creek disappears under the white, fluffy snow only to reappear the same as before. The creek flows down the mountainside making a bubbling noise as it flows through the jagged and rounded rocks. The creek is very shallow like a bathtub filled for a tiny baby. You can see many of the brown, green, and blue rocks through the clear water. There are many living things in this creek, such as microorganisms. Even though they are so microscopically small you can’t see them, you know they are there. It ends at a petite lake that a giant, glassy mirror reflects the snow-covered peaks all around it. The lake is a bright blue that most people never really see except in their imagination. The lake is unspoiled and as clear as bottled spring water. The water is so refreshing that the more one drinks the more one wants. The water is so clean that almost taste nothing when one drinks it. There is a small chunk of ice in the middle of this lake that looks like a minuscule, white raft. The icy island makes one want to shed their clothes and swim through the frigid water to sit on it and feel the warm sun heat ones freezing body. The sun feels good in a frigid climate. It makes ones trembling body fill with warmth. The ball of fire in the sky is the only source of heat anywhere around this frosty paradise. There is not one cloud in the vast sky. The sky is the same magnificent, bright blue as the lake. There are no signs of human pollution anywhere in the sky, making it almost impossible to believe that there is civilization anywhere. The sky extends as far as the eye can see. It is blocked, however, by the massive mountains towering over the lake like skyscrapers over a city. It is so unbelievably quiet that ones ears feel almost useless. It is hard to believe that this kind of silence still exists. Every once and a while a gust of chilly air howls through the mountains taking away the total silence. It is a very chilly air that for a little while makes the hairs in ones nose freeze, but the air is so fresh that it doesn’t really matter. Sometimes the gusty air blows by the few coniferous trees that spread around the mountainous country, sending the light snow of the branches and into the air. For a second, it looks as if the snowflakes will fly away, but the gust stops, and the snowflakes slowly fall a feather to the ground. The green coniferous trees are few, because the harsh winter of this area makes it difficult for them to survive. They make up for their few numbers by being overwhelming and magnificent. Their needles look like thousands of tiny pins waiting to poke whatever passes by. Some of them look tired and worn because of years and years of mother nature pounding on them has taken its toll. A few of them are close to bare on one side of them. Piles of brownish pine needles lay in the snow beneath them. The trees smell of wonderful pine scent that only exists in the wilderness. Gooey sap seeps out of the dark bark and makes its leisurely way towards the waiting snow. There are tiny animal tracks all over by the trees and lake. Some of the tracks are from larger animals such as rabbits, and some of them are from very small ones like tiny mice. The tracks of the small ones look as if the animal dragged them self through the snow. Even though none of the animals can be seen, they are all over. Once and while a chirp or a squeal can be heard, but there is no way of telling where it came from. They all have a kind of camouflage, making it next to impossible to see them. This place, with the large mountains protecting the area from the outside world and destruction. Is one of a decreasing number of places that all you see is nature? If it weren’t for mountains serving as a natural fence, keeping the outside world out of this magical place, it would not exist. It is important to never physically see this place, because then it will change and it will never be the same, ever. Bibliography: Word Count: 874
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