Example Of Creative Writing On Seeing Exercise

I placed myself on a smooth rock in a crop of trees in order to become more in touch with nature. Disconnecting myself from everything around me other than my senses and the location I began to take in my surroundings. A few birds chirped in the distance; the sound was hollow against the trees around me. A dog barked, further away than the birds. Gray-blue clouds across the horizon from the east, lighting up pink, purple, and red as the sun began to set beyond the rolling green hills in front of me. Nearby I could hear what may have been a small stream or brook babbling by. A few of the remaining leaves on the trees dropped; squirrels hopped from tree to tree, running down the trunks searching for places to bury their food.
The ominous clouds rolling in from the west had begun to emit low, quiet thunder. The air began to feel cooler against my skin as I realized I was getting goose bumps. I could smell the dampness in the air that would soon take over the woods around me, but I could also smell the dampness that lurked underneath all of the leaves that blanketed the ground. Browns and dark greens alone, I did not notice any red or orange hues from fall. Everything left here was dead and left to mold. It was the damp smell of decay, and partially rotting earth. Dirt was seemingly rubbed on every available surface on the rocks and tree trunks save for the soft green moss that appeared too delicate not to touch.
The flat surface of the rock I sat upon was smooth and untouched by time, but it grew cold in the fifteen minutes I spent in nature. Other rocks surrounding me were primarily jagged, covered in leaves and other plant matter. All of them looked slick and moist, ready to receive more rain from the oncoming clouds. It was difficult to look at them from some angles with the sun gleaming off of them as if they were diamonds.