Barbara Hirsch Welcome to Hastings Middle School. Come join our eighth grade English class as we go outside to explore and write about our school's surroundings. We march through the blue door to find a peaceful garden awaiting us.
Bricks line the asphalt walkway, which leads to the butterfly garden.
It has an ancient gnarled tree in the center with a cold stone bench beside it. A few leaves still left on the bare tree dangle cautiously by their stems while the crisp breeze flies across the vast area of grass. The rustling leaves create a collage of red, brown, and orange. Flashy red berries glow in the warm sunlight. A pinecone falls from a tree and lightly settles on the ground.