Uilleam

You walk threw the tall, carefully kept rose shrubbery, the little blue bird hopping along, guiding you through the maze. the pink and blue flowers seem to sparkle the more you walk threw them. You finally walk threw the shade of the heges into an opening, the sun shimmering on a nearly clear pond. The little blue bird launches itself into the air, gliding across the water and landing on the shoulder of a man. a very tall man, he bearly payed the bird notice as he examined shimmering blue flowers.