Dear ponies of the past,

Today's my first day really describing my day instead of telling a story. Too bad I did nothing much today. I sat, and sat, and sat all day. I was bored, and I had no school today. What am I supposed to do? Walks are something. I told my parents where I was going- a walk. I wasn't exactly sure where to. Just a walk.

First I grabbed my favorite accessories: a matching green and silver necklace and tiara set. They make me feel like a princess. I put them on, brushed my teeth, did some makeup, brushed my mane and tail, and trot out the door. I walk a mile, then star for a while. Canterlot is a big city. There's so much places to go! I decided to walk over to the little public garden that opened last year. You guys probably have no idea what this is. Well, I'll just tell you then. It's a very pretty place. You'd like it.

The garden is pretty small, but they fit a lot into it. There are giant flowerpots along the sides of it. There are benches along the flowerpots, which are about the size of a bench. There's also an outdoor cafe and a pond. The surrounding flowers are in pretty arrangements. Some of the flowers are huge sunflowers, rainbow colored tulips, and daisies as white as snow. Of course, I can't forget my favorite, the roses. They are red, white and pink. They help me calm down for some reason.

I sat by them today, even though I was already calm. There's a little birdbath right by the roses. Today there were two birds sitting on it. Only one was quite rare. I just sat there, looking at the birds. They reminded me of something. Birds. What do they do? Lay eggs. Look pretty with their feathers. Fly. Fly with wings. They fly with wings. That's it. When I even discovered the time machine, I was trying to make metal wings. So I can fly. I haven't told you, but I've been wanting to do that for a while.

I went home after. I tried to figure out how to make them, but I got nowhere. I've been planning all day. It's now 4am and now I'm really tired. There's always tomorrow, right? Because I REALLY need to go to bed and get some sleep.
Love,

Saffron Swirl

Author's Note

Is Saffron a Mary-Sue? Is this story bad? Please tell me so because I want to make this story worthwhile. Constructive criticism 100% accepted!