Whispering oak leaves were broken from their boughs as furry squirrels scampered about in the upper branches. The subtle-colored leaves drifted down and settled atop the glittering pond that held numerous varieties of fish that ranged from bass, to minnows, and even to catfish. The sun sent its radiant rays of light down upon the earth that sprouted new plant life. All across the hollow, vibrant flowers differed from light pinks, soft yellows, and even a deep indigo. A buck, nearby, grazed on long, sweet grass and was also accompanied by wary does. Birds chirped their harmonious songs into the air as the bees buzzed noisily along from flower to flower, collecting dusty pollen. Such peace resided here, but it was soon to be obliterated by human kind. A thunderous, grinding noise sounded in the distance and the deer scampered off in utter terror. As it approached closer, the birds and squirrels went away noiselessly, in shock, as the humane contraption started to consume the hollow with its booming noise. The machine grinded up the dirt and left, in its wake, debris of sycamore, beech, and oak trees that were once known as home to animals. The beautiful flowers were uprooted, shredded, and tossed aside like rag dolls. What once was considered close to heaven had been destroyed and turned into tar roads that served as a side road that really had no purpose. All this destruction had occurred for no reason, it's best that nature is left untouched, undisturbed.