Across the Fence
Sophie, 9My favourite place is Nana’s garden.
When you creep in you can see beautiful roses, cottony, silky tree leaves and little bushes. Fantails and tuis tweet and chirp, just the same as an orchestra. I see bees and wasps floating. I feel part of the garden. Across the fence, there’s a forest where the birds sing to us and come to eat lunch from the lawn.