August 28,2014
It’s humid. Can you see it?
That last sentence was a big step for me. Notice it was a question. You do not ask a question unless
you are confident you have an audience.
I started this blog with a destination in mind. I want to write for children, and this was recommended
to achieve that goal. You are not a child. It is more difficult for me to share with you. You will
judge me. I dare not miss a comma.
Hiding amongst the greenery, a wisp of Fall is in the air. I’d like to blow it back a bit,
but it won’t stay. A wisp wanders with a will of it’s own.
Humidity clouds my days with wilt and my nights with restlessness.
I admire the late bloomers flourishing in the heat.
I wish I had their sturdy countenance.
It’s their time to shine.
Projects
beckon
me with
desire,
but I
walk
sluggishly
by.
Now is not my time.
I’ll get to you
later when the breeze
shuffles the
humidity away.
You are much appreciated. Have a great day!
You are a talented writer and photographer, Julie! I look forward to each addition to your blog.
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