When Trees Have Lost Remembrance of Leaves (M.A. Reilly, 2015)
During the last thirty days I have been participating in Slice of Life writing challenge hosted by The Two Writing Teachers. Tomorrow is the last day. The writers I've had a chance to read during this month who are participating in the challenge have made this a memorable experience. There's no shortage of writing talent--and this talent is comprised largely of teachers.
Participating reminds me that I am happiest making stuff. I live in a home where everyone makes things. All day yesterday, my son rebuilt a computer in order to make it more energy efficient. My husband has journals that date back to the early 1980s. He's forever scribbling thoughts--crafting some of these into poems.
Yesterday morning I took a walk about the yard in search of crocuses. Usually by now they have pushed through the ground and soon will be blooming.
It's been a cold winter. No sign of them yet.