Camille Sanghera
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Almost Hidden
It was a crisp Autumn afternoon and Elli Mac was sitting on the oak wood bench in Sherwood Park. She has been coming here since she was a little girl, and she always chose the aged bench that sat right below a grand Redwood tree. The trunk was so thick that, when she was little, she imagined she and her sister could carve a cozy home in the middle and secretly live inside.
By Camille Sanghera5 years ago in Motivation
MY GREEN TEMPLE
Swirling and dancing in the air, a tiny leaf lands softly on the ground. I’m mesmerized by all of my favourite shades of green on this one leaf, all merging into one another like water-coloured paint after it’s been spritzed with H20. How truly beautiful something so simple can be. I take a long, deep breath and consciously feel the dew-filled air and the sweet smell of pine enter my body. This breath feels familiar to me. I know I have arrived.
By Camille Sanghera5 years ago in Motivation
Bella the Good Puppy
I can hear my human’s car revving as she pulls out of the driveway. A daily ritual that occurs at exactly 7:15 a.m. on the dot. The morning air has become crisp and the smell of homemade spiced coffee comforts the kitchen. This is my favourite season: the one where the trees shed their coats, leaving the streets painted with brightly coloured leaves. Every morning before she leaves, my human takes me out for a short, brisk walk. My warm breath is visible as it spurs out of me like smoke. I pretend I’m a dragon while I hop along the grass looking for the perfect spot to relieve myself and simultaneously mark my territory.
By Camille Sanghera5 years ago in Petlife
