Oregon
the wind whip your hair a you stare at another deer who have cross your lawn it look like a small fawn the ocean be freeze cold i would know many summer in this wonderful place i have make myself comftorable here i sit on the trunk of a fallen tree a i watch the seagles peck at the ground look for more food to eat the sand stick in between your toe it go everywhere you go it's harsh and grainy still wet from when it rain the smell be of sea and fish it's clean and clear all year it make it easy to know when rain be near oregon be a wonderful place where you can escape and be blow about by your thought and the wind from the ocean