A Day In The Life Of 'Cap'

A Day In The Life Of 'Cap'

The day began as gloriously as did most days in Cap's corner of the world, he was awakened as the golden rays of the rising sun struck his face. The warming rays of the sun caused him to glow in shades of, gold, yellow and orange. As the rays of the sun warmed and energized him, his eyes began to open, and he began to take in the wonderful world that was his to survey every day. As the sun began its slow and majestic trek across the large expanse of Persian blue sky, more and more of Cap's domain came into view. The light of the sun poked its way into every nook and corner, bringing more and more detail in view. The sun began glinting off the many creeks and rivers laid out at Cap's feet, as his territory began to truly warm the thermals began to rise. As the thermals began to rise the hawks, eagles and harriers took to the air riding the thermals to their tops and then gliding to the next one quickly covering large expanses of ground quickly and effortlessly. Cap, could sit and watch the raptors aerobatic displays hours on end, and he did.

As the sun rose higher and higher in the sky the colour of the sky began to lighten from its deep Persian blue to Cobalt, through Azure, ending up at Celeste or Sky Blue. As the sky changed to Sky Blue the majestic Gymnogyps Californianus took to the air their massive wingspans allowing them to glide for miles at a time without flapping their wings once.

The thermals starting up was also the signal for the fog to lift and within minutes there were only stray wisps of gray fog in Cap's purview. Although, Cap didn't want to take his eyes off the amazing aerial displays that had him completely enraptured. Once, he did take his eyes away from the raptors aerial displays he was enamoured by the cornucopia of wildflowers that quilted the meadows in his view. The predominant colours were blues and purples due to the many varieties of Beardtongue, Lupines, Shooting Stars and Asters. The red, pinks, yellow and orange coloured flowers were well represented as well, with the Monkeyflowers, Little Elephant's Head, several varieties of Paintbrush, Snow plant, a variety of Beardtongue, several varieties of Asters, Buttercups, Columbines and Marigolds. However, wildflowers weren't the only things that provided the wonderful tapestry of colour in his expansive view.

There were also multiple shades of green from the Lodgepole Pines, Quercus Kelloggii, Ponderosa Pine, Incense-Cedar, White Fir, along with several species of Spruce. However, the crowning glory in Cap's opinion is the Sequoiadendron Giganteum, towering hundreds of feet from the ground and seeming to brush the clouds. He also loved to watch the glint of the sun as the Rainbow Trout swam hungrily after some of the ever-present insect life.

As Cap went back to watching the wondrous aerial display of the raptors, the sun had begun its downward journey signifying the ending of the day. Cap, however, had a totally awesome surprise arranged for his friends. As the glowing sun neared the spot where it would slide behind the mountains, its waning rays enveloped Cap in glorious shades of red, orange and purple. Cap began to glow and reflect those rays back he looked as if he was on fire as he basked in the lingering glow of the fading sun. As the sun finally set, Cap still glowed as with an inner fire, and he began to radiate his stored heat outward, temporarily driving away the chill of the oncoming night.

Thank you for reading my tale of a day in my life, as you may know, Cap is short for Captain, or The Captain. However, you may better know me by my full name of El Capitan!

<h2>The End!</h2>


<h4>Author's Note:</h4>

Thanks for reading my tale of El Capitan, I hope that you enjoyed my short foray into nature writing.

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Thanks for reading,


<h4>Darryl's Note:</h4>

I especially enjoyed your descriptive narrative. I have always enjoyed the detail and reverence you wrap your characters in. I also refuse to follow the silly convention of not ending a sentence with 'a preposition'. GIVE ME YOUR LUPINES!