Nature Writing Contest Entries- Top Three Contenders

Below are the top three nature writing entries. Firstly I would like to thank all the talented participants who entered the contest. The winner will be announced at the end of this week. I will notify the winner by e-mail and then post the winners name on my next entry.

1.Sherree Huckleberry age 46

"There it is!" "Where?" "What?!" he asked. "Over there...up there," she insisted. Funny how one person sees things that others miss and vice-versa: My husband and I, having grown complacent and stagnate in our ten year relationship, decided one morning to take our two dogs, Brookes and Rascal, on an early morning run. Right there--through the tall trees--blazed the orange ball of fire! It spoke volumes in power and loveliness at the same time; it shouted to one of us, "Pay attention!" Yet, to the other, it remained a golden silence. Then I noticed the recently barren trees of winter months had the embryo of a soon-to-be Spring: flowers; Easter; sweet sounds of God's chorus, the birds; and the ever-graceful butterfly. The sky had those luminous rays of shine through early morning clouds that have always reminded me of the majesty of God! But he...he only saw the left-over ashes in the bar-b-que pit; the trash on the ground; the cold on his fingertips; the TV he was missing under the blanket at home. Since that walk in the early morning dew, I look for that ray of shine to come through the clouds and have even photographed it on occasion. I listen for those sweet sounds in the morning hours and have even fed the bills from whence cometh such music. I try to remember that life is a gift {not always will it be mine to take for granted}. Now I cannot wait to go for that same walk come AUTUMN!

2.Kristina Bentlind age 11

I never much paid attention to nature until last summer. I had a bad science/art/plant teacher, and what can I say? I'm a city girl, and the only trees in Manhattan are in the parks, and they don't really count. I mean really! There is no nature in the city, and quite frankly, I'd never left it. So how can nature really count in a windowbox or coming up in grass blades

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