Greetings, friends! As the season pivots to Fall in the Northern Hemisphere, with its back-to-school, back-to-reality kind of resignation, I find myself wanting to hold on to the free-ranging creative energy of summer, to bury my writer's head deep in the wide open hearts of bright flowers, coming up with golden pollen dust in my hair, ready to turn fragrant inspiration into the honey of images and words.
A wild invitation: come outside and write!
A wild invitation: come outside and write!
A wild invitation: come outside and write!
Greetings, friends! As the season pivots to Fall in the Northern Hemisphere, with its back-to-school, back-to-reality kind of resignation, I find myself wanting to hold on to the free-ranging creative energy of summer, to bury my writer's head deep in the wide open hearts of bright flowers, coming up with golden pollen dust in my hair, ready to turn fragrant inspiration into the honey of images and words.