Beauty.
It’s the most complex concept, yet it’s in the
simplest of things as well. The place I observe has many little things that
possess bits and pieces of grace. Beauty isn't always in appearances it’s the
place in general. The crumbling bridge that hangs for dear life to the earth
has a sense of calmness and serenity emitting an air of grace. The squirrel
that scurries at a rapid pace holds the elegance of a delicately painted mural.
Beauty has no boundaries and can even be explained using a plethora of
colors. 
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The ditch
itself can be described as a dark brown that holds potential that hasn't been reached yet. The rocks are a silvery, smoky grey that shimmers and the plants
near them glimmer with a creamy gold that screams lovely! The beauty in places
like the ditch has been created by the stars in the galaxies and
constellations. It holds the beauty of the blues in the sky and the depth in
the raging ocean.
A
place is like a person, it is unique. The ditch where the light doesn't shine
as much due to man made warehouses still holds a marvelous beauty. The animals
that used to visit at some point saw this and chose to come time and time
again. The water that has been dried out only dims that beauty to the
unsuspecting eye. Imperfection is beauty.
“I always find beauty in the things
That are odd and imperfect-they
Are much more interesting.”
-MARC JACOBS
You did a very good job, I love the way you compare things to each other and also the way you make your blog post seem simple, but actually it is very thought provoking.
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