How to Start a Descriptive
How to Start a Descriptive
My eyes gingerly peeled open in response to the intrusive squawking of birds which I
sensed flapping somewhere overhead.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the growing brightness which surrounded me. With a slight
grimace, I opened my eyes fully to the breathtaking scene which lay before me. It was
dawn.
The morning sky was illuminated in glorious technicolor as the golden and brilliant sun
made its daily ascent above the clouds.
I lay there for some time, watching as the delicate strokes of pink, orange and blue
unraveled before me in the morning sky. Each dash of colour seemed random, yet
purposeful, as if planned by a gifted artist using the entire sky as his canvas.
In the town, the main street groaned to life as tired looking shopkeepers hauled the
rattling shutters upwards.