Saturday, April 26, 2014

Coming Back

It has been a long long winter.  Too much time spent in my head.  Thinking.  My brain has been stretched and manipulated to a degree that it is worn out. Tired like an old rubber band fraying around the edges.  


The woods beckon me to venture into the dark where the moss come alive, emerald green. A path leads to high ground where  the blueberry barrens begin to buzz.  Life comes back slowly.  A pace all its’ own.  This is where I begin to unfurl. Life comes back slowly. Of this I am certain.

5 comments:

LInda Baie said...

It's a nice reflection, and I love the picture too. We too seem more alive when we can just walk outside and enjoy nature, don't we?

elsie said...

Oh, what a celebration of words you have created! I get the tired like an old rubber band fraying around the edges. But warm and sunshine bring life back. Awesome imagery!

travelinma said...

The sun. The warmth. The smells will bring me back. Thank you so much for reading and commenting. I certainly appreciate it.

Ramona said...

I worry that kids aren't spending enough time outside. It is a healing influence. Love the idea of you stretched out in that blueberry barren - unfurling!

Terje said...

Beautiful. You create an emotion with your carefully chosen words and images.