One Captive Week

     Fall break had just came around, and now it's almost over.  Throughout this relaxing week, I've been able to scrawl in some more notes about the Rowans.  Sadly, I didn't take them outside, but inside cooped up in my home, looking out the window as my alternative.  This is due to the fact, that my parents have to go somewhere most often, leaving me to take care of my sister, who isn't much of a outside person.  It might not be a vast set of observations, but ever since I started this project I haven't really made much of a close observation of these trees, near my home.  Now here is my chance, opening up the blinds, scanning around the limited space, observing them between three to five in the afternoon, with my notebook in hand.

    Looking through the window, taking in the view, I caught sight of two Rowans, with orange berries.  One is far back, across the street, next to another apartment building.  The other is too up-close in my view, that only half of the Rowan is shown.  Unfortunately with the lack of binoculars, I'm limited with a full view of the tree, with its details too small to look.

     For the past few days of observing the far Rowan, I noted that the autumn wind would occasionally sway the tip of the leafy tree.  In the afternoon when the sun is raised, illuminating the blue painted sky, the tree is coated by the light on the the left, leaving the right wrapped in the shade.  The patches of light gave the tree's leaves a positive green color of a stop light.  In the shade, the leaves are stained by a mysterious forest green, like those of a Pine tree. By the time the sun is hidden, everything is deprived of the yellow light, the tree is shrouded in the shade, with the berries giving a red crimson hue in my perspective.  

      On the days when the sun shining down, the tree close to me is basked in the warm rays.  The Rowan's leaves are brighten up by the pleasant sunlight, making them glow a neon lime color, until it darkens down into a forest green.  The branches shone white at the tip, then dims back into its cocoa brown color.  Its berries gleamed in the light, just enough to see the fruit inside.  As the days pass by, the leaves ruffled by the hands of the wind, with each blow becoming intense.  Seams of spider webs, linked on the branches, shined white and then disappear.  In the afternoon breeze, a single string of the web danced and whipped in the air.  A lively group of insects roamed, ranging from gnats to bees, glowing a bright brown, exposing themselves in the spotlight of the sun.  Then on the day I observed late in the afternoon, where the sun is hidden behind the horizon, it was quite.  Silence pervaded throughout the apartment complex, with the trees as stiff as a board, and the bright blue skies airbrushed with a misty white.
     Throughout this one captive week of observations, it was quite relaxing to see the life that roams around these Rowans.  It is indeed only a limited view, but I enjoyed the sight.  The warm afternoon radiance of the sun gives the setting a alluring and relaxing mood, making wanting to have a cup of tea with it.  Next time; however, I will be exploring outside more often than shut myself inside.