Thanksgiving week is a wonky work week. Normally, I have all day Wednesday to sip green tea and write. But this week I'm workingWednesday. So much for leisurely writing.
Today I completed work a little early and decided to dive in head first and knock the column out. I made a steaming cup of peppermint tea and sat down to type. Nothing.
I tried all the old standby muse nudgers but none of them worked. I decided to do a new technique that I learned about called freewriting. That means you start typing the first thing that pops into your head and eventually an idea dislodges from a long nap from somewhere inside your mind and your off. I typed until my fingers bled...bruised...well actually they grew tired of typing and I decided to
take a walk.
The walk was refreshing. The sun was lounging on the western horizon, and a few beams filtered through the canopy to highlight a few lingering autumn leaves.
I paused and snapped. A little further along, I snapped another one.
I was walking the new path and as I got near the barn I saw something in the underbrush.
Bending down, I scooted off the path to investigate.
What I found was an old RC Cola bottle with the neck broken off.
Mother Nature figured that since the bottle was no longer being used, she'd use it as a vase.
There was a fern growing from the mouth of the jagged glass, and when I held it up to the light, I could see the fern flourished inside the bottle too.
Mother Nature will not be denied.
When I got back to my laptop, the words seemed to flow much easier.
Today I completed work a little early and decided to dive in head first and knock the column out. I made a steaming cup of peppermint tea and sat down to type. Nothing.
I tried all the old standby muse nudgers but none of them worked. I decided to do a new technique that I learned about called freewriting. That means you start typing the first thing that pops into your head and eventually an idea dislodges from a long nap from somewhere inside your mind and your off. I typed until my fingers bled...bruised...well actually they grew tired of typing and I decided to
take a walk.
The walk was refreshing. The sun was lounging on the western horizon, and a few beams filtered through the canopy to highlight a few lingering autumn leaves.I paused and snapped. A little further along, I snapped another one.
I was walking the new path and as I got near the barn I saw something in the underbrush.
Bending down, I scooted off the path to investigate.
What I found was an old RC Cola bottle with the neck broken off.
Mother Nature figured that since the bottle was no longer being used, she'd use it as a vase.
There was a fern growing from the mouth of the jagged glass, and when I held it up to the light, I could see the fern flourished inside the bottle too.
Mother Nature will not be denied.
When I got back to my laptop, the words seemed to flow much easier.
The resilience of plants is amazing.
ReplyDeleteNeat! My son once found a fern growing inside a bottle in when he shot it open. He compared it to a ship in a bottle. It was almost like a terrarium, but once opened up, it didn't survive the lower humidity. I found it interesting enough to make a blog post of last February. http://organicdiscourse.blogspot.com/2015/02/a-ship-fern-in-bottle.html
ReplyDeleteMother Nature wins again!!
ReplyDeleteThat was a great find. Amazing how nature works.
ReplyDeleteThe fern looks very healthy. Mother Nature made good use of the broken bottle.
ReplyDeleteHave a great day.
JB
Amazing what nature provides. YOu guys are so blessed to have a great area to walk. I think that was what was nice on the AT, so many hours to admire nature and it's simple mysteries. Love the RC bottle. Sad that many will never know the inspiration of that type, because we do not look as we travel life's paths.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff....
Interesting picture. For me, there are times when writing ideas overflow in my mind and at other times I experience a kink in my creative tubing. I have a list where i write down ideas for those times when my brain goes dead. Happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeletePerseverance seems to be at work here.
ReplyDeleteI hope you two have a lovely weekend. The next time you need a column, let me know and I'll send you one I wrote years ago. No one will notice.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I just realized that sounds kind of mean when I meant to be amusing because I wrote about topics such as my red-haired children and what they were up to, and my dogs, who aren't the same as your dogs. I'm an idiot.
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