A short post this week. Lazy summer day, that's my only excuse. I love bird song. A cardinal sang in my backyard today, and I couldn't help but sing back. After, I was trimming the hedges and found a perfect bird's nest nestled in the branches. I think it is my wonder at this world we live in that makes me a writer. Surprises are woven into the fabric of spacetime. Much of our journey is discovering these things.
Relax. Be open. Let the world speak to you. That's the most important thing. After you hear, write it down. Do it every day. My writer recipe.
I've uploaded a ton of doodles. I call this one "Storm".
Last, your quote of the week.
A truly good book teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down, and commence living on its hint. What I began by reading, I must finish by acting. Henry David Thoreau
3 comments:
Long for a lazy summer day. It is so gloomy here this spring! Beautiful quote, too!
You might get one or two summer days and if you are very very good you might get a whole week.
It is officially summer.
I love that quote too.
Hey, now that's a little Ladybug story right there!
Yeah, the woods behind our house are muddy, but it is summer -- we're eating the salmonberries.
Have faith Stasia! I'm in the same boat as you ...
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