Sometimes…

Inspired by a quick write at Teacher’s Write, I’ve been working on the following.  It’s still a work in progress but I’m putting it out there anyway.

Sometimes early on a misting morning in July,

I stand and look out the rain-dropped window

The garden vista blurred,

an oasis of moist green,

Air verdant and ripe with promise

Damp leaves rustle

Errant drops scatter to the ground

Birds call and I listen,

enthralled by the jungle echoes of a pileated woodpecker

The house settles around me

The dog rustles and sighs, slipping deeper into canine dreams

The promising drip-drip-hiss of the coffee pot punctuates the silence

I soften

and lean into the moment

and breathe.

Diving in!

I’m a creature of habit.  I like to schedule and plan and stick to my comfort zone.   This summer I want to push the boundaries.  I want to move out of that comfort zone and into some unchartered territories.  I’ve learned that while this can be daunting, it’s often much more rewarding than sticking to the tried and true.  In particular, I want to write, write, write!  So, I’m challenging myself by participating in Teacher’s Write this summer.  My goal is to write regularly and share some of my writing here.  So now, as Maurice Sendak’s Max cries, “Let the wild rumpus start!”