Descriptive Essay: Nostalgia In Little Falls

Nostalgia There are two types of people in the world, those who enjoy being able to walk to work everyday, and those who would rather live 60 miles out of city smog. I have lived in a run down farmhouse outside of Pierz, Minnesota, and a Victorian style mansion placed in the heart of Little Falls, Minnesota. A large part of my childhood was set in that shabby farmhouse that housed cherished memories. Years later, my parents decided it was time to move to a larger house, so we relocated in Little Falls. It took me years to adjust to the different lifestyle. In the country, it was peaceful and we had many adventures on our property, while in the city, noise filled the air and houses were cramped. Although both of these houses are placed in opposite

Not that it was at all exciting, but it was beautiful sight. The greatest sight to see was the space; the open fields. Rolling hills would bring us to high altitudes so one could witness four water towers of tiny towns from one spot. Clusters of trees in the fields form tiny woods big enough to explore nature and house deer, squirrels and beautiful eagles that showed themselves every so often. I would stand in awe and admire the beauty of the bird, soaring above the terrain. In the winter, snow fell on the land and blanketed the earth. The fields looked like fresh linen sheets after a snowfall, much like the blistering desolate tundra of Antarctica. Snow fell cleanly on branches of pine trees, and eventually, weighed them down just enough to be broken off. Roads would only be plowed once every winter, or so it seemed. Along with the serene landscape, the country was quiet. The loudest noise I would ever hear were crop dusting planes which flew 50 feet above houses early on a summer morning. Outside my room, the occasional cry of a farm animal or the whir of tractors that trudged by at five miles per hour, with five cars patiently waiting to pass by safely. The best noise was walking through the forest and hearing only the wind rustling the leaves and sticks crushing beneath my feet. The tranquility of nature allows me to empty my mind and appreciate the beauty Mother Nature has to