Where are you when you read this blog? It is fun to me to imagine you sitting at your desk or in a favorite chair with your laptop or maybe at a kitchen table, perhaps sometimes even in a McDonald's or a Starbucks or some other really "hip and trendy" place.
I write this blog from my kitchen table. I sit, day or night and gaze out my bay window in my breakfast nook. If it is morning, my eyes are filled with the greenery of the trees and grass of my backyard and most days the blue, blue Georgia sky. Every morning, at least for the past month, there is a lizard that appears on my deck, climbs up the brick and peers in the window. He likes to watch me type, and every now and then he pulses out his neck and shows off for me. I am not really of fan of the creepy, crawly creatures God created, but I am growing quite attached to my early morning friend.
If the inspiration for writing comes upon me at night, I find my view vastly changed out my window. It is eerily dark, no lights other than a smattering of stars or at times the moon and its shadows playing in the tree line. I hear the barking of the dogs and the crickets, other than that, the air is still and quiet.
Sometimes I wish I had a writing room. A space with a desk and a lamp and maybe a cd player. A place to call my own, perhaps a bulletin board to post a few random thoughts or pictures to inspire me. I wish it sometimes, but then as I sit here and listen to the sounds of life, watch the beauty of nature within arm's grasp, and my family bustling all around, I realize that I could not write in the solitude of that pined away for space. Even when I am feeling a bit of writer's block, weary of writing another word or feel that the muse for my writing has gone and left me, I know that at the comfort of my kitchen table, well worn with the marks of a life lived these past seventeen years, there is no other place I would rather be, than here, writing my heart out for all to read, from the heart of my home.
Enjoy your day!
Living Happily In the Moment!
Bev
2 comments:
Thanks for the happy perspective!
I am reading this in the dark of my lovely green living room. The house is quiet, all the little ones are sleeping. The big ones are watching Season 1 of 24 with Dad. I'm all hunched over my keyboard, my feet propped up on the printer caddy. The only thing missing is my sweet tea. Which is lightly flavored with mint. But I can't find it right now and my feet hurt too much to get up and look for it.
Where and when. :)
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