The winter solstice crept upon The world where darkness fell Like snowflakes on a pane of glass They spread, their ice arms swell Contrary to the thoughts of old That snow had tremulous fate We’d fly down hills across the land No channel came too late With absolutelypainted skies A catalog of life We say goodbye to pain and tears we recline away from strife Then falling closer to the ground Our activity delights We gather up our toys and sleds And end with the days lights
They sat in the back of the old pickup truck the situation framing their fate With tireless views and a bit of good luck Neither bothered to fret at the wait. They had taken their pills, vitamins for good health with a mug of hot coffee in hand The morning brought thoughts anew full of wealth adoringmerry, sweet sights ‘cross the land
“A writer never has a vacation. For a writer life consists of either writing or thinking about writing. “
I think that if this quote is taken at face value then writing is essentially a job. I don’t always see it that way. There are times when I wake and after walking the dog think about how I “have to get to my blog”. I like the routine and I look forward to seeing what my blogging friends are up to. I also like that I am practicing my writing, that I will be presented with new challenges, and that I can share what I love. On the other hand, I enjoy writing for what I get from it, purely just a feeling of accomplishment that I have written something that I can share. It isn’t always something for someone to say they love and it isn’t always something that has to give someone information, it is just doing something for fun.
I think that people who like to write think about writing all the time because life is the “idea generator”. Experiences and happenings are the plot lines we’ve all been waiting to develop. For people who don’t like to write, I don’t think they think about how everything they do can be “a story” or “a poem”. So, never having a vacation could be true because I know that I am always thinking of how someone or something I just saw could make a good story.
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Sitting under the moonshine the goddess strokes the lean body of her cat Her gaze following a shooting star while a soft song grows out of her soft lips She sings of the forest and all of its men who are stony and stoic and cold Dust slips through the cracks in the canopy and she scans the sky for a sign.
1. If you have been given a variety of gifts, do you have a clear out of older stuff to make room for it? Usually if I get new gifts they are to supplement things I already have and use. There are times in the past where I have had to move old things out to make room for the new just because I don’t have the room!
2. Do you overindulge with food for special occasions and then come to regret it with either weight gain, guilt or severe indigestion? This year has been the worst for overindulgence. I made many batches of Christmas cookies this year and of course cheesecake for dessert! I have to do a serious sugar-detox soon. I guess I sort of regret it but sort of think, “oh well, that’s life”
3. What is your favourite part for any celebration? Sitting with people and talking
4. Are you looking forward to getting bargains in the January Sales? Not this year. I have everything I could ask for and more and do NOT need anything else!
Gratitude: I’m grateful that even when I am feeling down I still realize how lucky I am to have all that is mine!
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