Nature always fantasizes me and one scene is framed in my mind that I always drive pleasure from. It was a place in Murree which I visited along with my friends. It was a hill-slope filled with innumerable trees, the sky resting behind and cloud floating just below the mountain tops. Below there in the valley, a river floated. The chilly air made me feel like a part of the landscape. The fresh grass was laden with moisture. With echoed chirping of birds around, the magnificence of scene stunned me and still does whenever I think of it again.