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LIVING THE DREAM - Day 2


Notebook in hand, I took to the woods. I shouldered my way between trees, scraped my forearm and elbow against bark and crashed into tree trunks. I listened to the leaves, the ferns, the river and the wind. I walked on tree roots, packed earth, soggy moss and off path. I tripped over branches, small rocks and clumps of grass. I felt the sun on my face, the perspiration in my hair beneath my hat, the hot breeze on my arms and the dryness in my mouth.

 

Later, I sat on a huge cool rock above the river, shooed away the ants, checked for snakes, then let my pen scratch across the paper. And so another chapter began.


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amanda_marrone
Apr. 29th, 2009 02:23 pm (UTC)
Lovely! Sounds like my morning walk--I always stop at the stream, alas no pen in hand.
angeladegroot
Apr. 30th, 2009 02:03 pm (UTC)
If you decide to pack a pen for your walk, don't forget paper too, unless you're going to write on your arm. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
lisa_schroeder
Apr. 29th, 2009 03:00 pm (UTC)
Oh how I wish I were you right about now.

Enjoy!!!
angeladegroot
Apr. 30th, 2009 02:03 pm (UTC)
Sigh! 'Tis good. Thank you.
kellyrfineman
Apr. 29th, 2009 05:20 pm (UTC)
What will today's walk bring?
angeladegroot
Apr. 30th, 2009 02:04 pm (UTC)
Good question - stay posted.
cedunkley
Apr. 29th, 2009 11:06 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a lot of fun. When I was young we went to some camp up in the Catskill Mountains for a week or two each summer for a couple of years. It was actually a Christian camp but we went along with cousins during Family Week, when they let up on the religious aspects.

We had a lot of free time on our hands and very little supervision (this was the early 1970s, just before I started Junior High School).

I spent countless hours walking around on the mountain side, a trusty staff in hand, imagining I was a combination of Aragorn and Gandalf. There was a creek nearby, down below the camp that we all spent a lot of time at. There was one area where the water spread out into a calm area, sort of a mini-pond in the midst of the river. We had to watch out for the thick mud on the bottom and the snapping turtles that liked to hide in the murky water there.

I think my time spent wandering around those woods on that mountain side had a lot to do with why two of my favorite characters are always drawn to the woods.

It was definitely a creative experience.
angeladegroot
Apr. 30th, 2009 02:08 pm (UTC)
I can almost see you, staff in hand, wandering near the creek. Sounds like it was a wonderful experience. I think most of our characters have something of ourselves and our experiences in them. Even the bad guys. That's what makes them real.

When I get home, I'll have to find my copy of Lord of the Rings.
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