August 31, 2012 2 Comments
I can smell it in the air a little now, just a whiff here and there. And across the bridge to work this morning, looking over the treeline as I whiz by I notice in passing how the green is starting to yellow. Fall is on the way, creeping slowly into the landscape. Changing the look and feel of the world I live in, bringing the nip of cold that isn’t quite freezing.
I think of wool skirts, knee high boots, tights and jackets. My mind wanders to pumpkin patches filled with children exclaiming over the type of jack-o-lantern they want to make. The inevitable one child whose heart, imagination and will are so much bigger than their little hands and legs can handle. I dream of bonfires and apple cider and Little Lasses very first Trick-or-Treating.
And for the first time ever my heart skips a beat at the thought of the season, a new and different experience. So maybe, just maybe the change this year is more than the leaves and the landscape. Maybe this year it’s a change in my spirit as well.
We set a timer and just write whatever comes to mind. We don’t worry about grammar, punctuation and whether is looks right or not. We just write because it’s what we love to do.
5 minutes. No proof-reading. No going back to edit. Just write.