Discriptive Writing

I was just thinking how pretty it looked out my window, with the morning sun shining down upon the trees, yet still keeping them shaded on the side facing me. The trees stand still with only the tops slightly swaying in the wind. The tall sturdy trunks of the trees have hundreds of small arm like branches connecting to its trunk. These arms then produce fingers in which the little tiny leaves sprout to give the trees their lushes oval bodied shape. These leaves almost shimmer where the light touches the fine mist of dew still scattered upon them. Many people consider writing an art. Above, I tried to paint a picture with words. I can tell you I am a lot better at painting a picture with paint, but words can also describe something to be as equally beautiful as a painting. This is the type of writing I like to read. When I read a book I want to be able to be there in the moment understanding, feeling, and thinking as if i were one of the characters.