Horse Farm Descriptive Writing

A day on the horse farm I’ am frightened out of a deep sleep by someone calling my name in a rambunctious voice, and a light gleaming through my eyes. Dazed, I peel my eyes to see my father fixed in the doorway to my chaotic room. He yells that I need to get in gear that it is 4:00 a.m., and I’m wasting daylight by dragging around and taking my time. I rumble around disoriented to find my clothes and get dressed. The whole time I’ am wondering in my head why I get up this early to visit the rough outdoors. I want to go back to bed and get some more sleep, but I know my dad will be back to make sure that I’ am getting ready. Instead I put my brown Justin boots and my broad-brimmed, white cowgirl hat on, and stepped out to gather the horses. The horses are all delighted because it is dark and they are not that collaborating. My dad and I got them saddled up and loaded up in the trailer, and I went back into the house to grab our lunch, water, and of course our cup of …show more content…
The sun cracks the horizon and begins to gleam its warmth down on me; I can see more of the delicacy that is all around me. I can see pillars of light totally outlining the jagged mountains, as I glance across the valley. At the top of the biggest hill, I can ascend a tree and stare out over the horizon at the valley. As the sun hangs higher in the pure and simple blue sky, it exposes more and more of the charm that the land holds. In every direction my eyes catches a glimpse in the trees, cattle pasturing on a side hill, and birds stirring through the aspen trees. The red rocking robins are back: I can’t see them, but their quivering voices expose their presence. Smoky grey squirrels are venturing out to gather their nuts, their smoky grey fur a tapering characteristic from their atmosphere. Sometimes, when I’ am here, I see coyotes appear out of nowhere and I become invisible like the