Post by Matthew Thornton on Oct 28, 2008 0:36:02 GMT
After a week or so of rainy days filled with the delightful sounds of thunder and the glorious shows of lighting, it was finally sunny out. The ground had dried for the most part, leaving spots of mud here and there along with patches of puddles where the ground dipped down lower than other places. It was an all around good day to be outside, and that was just how Matthew had decided to spend the day.
The air was chilly, although still a little humid, something the Ravenclaw boy took had taken into consideration as he had dressed that morning, deciding on a pair of jeans, with black shoes, and a black jacket. As Matthew walked down the stairs and stepped onto the lawn of the grounds he alternated from slightly cold breeze that occasionally showed itself, sweeping across the grounds in slow contemplation deciding whether or not it would stay. He didn’t mind, though, and slid his hands into his pockets as he walked, surveying the area around him.
It was just around mid morning, about ten or so. Matthew had woken up about an hour ago, because it was a Saturday and he didn’t really have anything to do. Sure he had a small pile of homework stacked up, but that wasn’t how he had pictured spending a free Saturday.
Matthew turned his head, thinking he heard something behind him, but instead caught sight of a rather large tree. It wasn’t as big as the Whomping Willow, but it could hold it’s own, he could tell. Matthew wasn’t able to easily identify the tree, but as he walked towards it, he did know that it looks rather sturdy, capable of holding his weight. The lowest branch was about half a foot above his head, so Matthew jumped and caught hold of it with his left hand. Hanging for a second, he looked around before throwing his right hand up alongside his left and heaving himself up by swinging first one leg over the branch, and then the other. He gave himself a small rest, just enough time to readjust himself do that both of his legs were on the same side of the branch.
With a small ‘ woo, ‘ Matthew leaned back, letting himself hang upside down. Both of his hands were still holding on tightly, as were his legs which were bent at the knees and holding to the branch. Matthew looked around, finding a whole new perspective in being upside down. The sky was down and the grass was up, it was new, but also made his the teeniest bit light headed. He didn’t pay much attention to it, but did give a curious look as he saw a person walking in his general direction.
The air was chilly, although still a little humid, something the Ravenclaw boy took had taken into consideration as he had dressed that morning, deciding on a pair of jeans, with black shoes, and a black jacket. As Matthew walked down the stairs and stepped onto the lawn of the grounds he alternated from slightly cold breeze that occasionally showed itself, sweeping across the grounds in slow contemplation deciding whether or not it would stay. He didn’t mind, though, and slid his hands into his pockets as he walked, surveying the area around him.
It was just around mid morning, about ten or so. Matthew had woken up about an hour ago, because it was a Saturday and he didn’t really have anything to do. Sure he had a small pile of homework stacked up, but that wasn’t how he had pictured spending a free Saturday.
Matthew turned his head, thinking he heard something behind him, but instead caught sight of a rather large tree. It wasn’t as big as the Whomping Willow, but it could hold it’s own, he could tell. Matthew wasn’t able to easily identify the tree, but as he walked towards it, he did know that it looks rather sturdy, capable of holding his weight. The lowest branch was about half a foot above his head, so Matthew jumped and caught hold of it with his left hand. Hanging for a second, he looked around before throwing his right hand up alongside his left and heaving himself up by swinging first one leg over the branch, and then the other. He gave himself a small rest, just enough time to readjust himself do that both of his legs were on the same side of the branch.
With a small ‘ woo, ‘ Matthew leaned back, letting himself hang upside down. Both of his hands were still holding on tightly, as were his legs which were bent at the knees and holding to the branch. Matthew looked around, finding a whole new perspective in being upside down. The sky was down and the grass was up, it was new, but also made his the teeniest bit light headed. He didn’t pay much attention to it, but did give a curious look as he saw a person walking in his general direction.
