a quote from my favorite author

“The most solid advice, though, for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”

-William Saroyan, The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze

Thursday, February 6, 2014

31 THINGS day fourteen

I am participating in a class with Ali Edwards through Big Picture Classes called 31 Things.  Every day includes a word, writing prompts, dig deeper prompts, a writing tip, Ali's example, and a photo challenge.  In addition to the prompts, templates for a physical album and/or digital album are included.  I am creating a digital album and plan to share the results here over 31 days.

created with Photoshop Elements 9 and tools from 31 Things with Ali Edwards

day fourteen | view

I let the dogs out too many times in a day (and even overnight) to count. This means I watch the outside world through the sliding glass door in five-minute increments, sometimes longer, but lately no more than five minutes because of this cold.

Mostly, I watch the dogs while I stand and wait. I am fascinated by their behavior.  Roosevelt has become interested in eating chunks of snow this winter.  Aurora is more of a snow snuffler.

Often, I notice the sky. Lately, it has been completely clouded over with snow or crisp, clear, and cloudless during the day.  At night, I pay attention to where the moon is situated and how much moon is visible.  In the morning, I watch the sunrise paint the sky, since the backyard faces east.

Without fail, I admire the trees, hybrid poplars, that line the back fence.  I have come to appreciate the way they tell the story of the seasons. Though, my favorite time of year with them is summer.  In the summer, their leaves grow large. Large enough to catch the wind and flutter against one another, creating a sound reminiscent of waves lapping the shore. 

I love those trees.  I love that sky.  I love my backyard and the dogs that invite me to visit.

1 comment:

  1. Love your description. Even your words make me breathe slower, relax, and wish for a cup of tea. Beautiful.