Nature is my balm. I yearn to study her random texture, learn her simple secrets, and lavish in her fickle gifts. Pray she heals me.
My image: I took this photo of a pine tree as I passed it while #walking today.
My post: I wrote “Let me–Oh, Pine!” while on my phone, laying in bed, half asleep tonight. This is the last day for my personal challenge to create daily during the month of November 2018.
Also, November 30 marks the anniversary of the death of one my favorite authors, Oscar Wilde.
In light if this mundane factoid (about the date), I share these two Wilde quotes with a nod and a wink:
“The more we study Art, the less we care for Nature. What Art really reveals to us is Nature’s lack of design, her curious crudities, her extraordinary monotony, her absolutely unfinished condition.”
-Oscar Wilde, “Intentions” (1891)
Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.
-Oscar Wilde “A New Calendar,” The Pall Mall Gazette (February 17, 1887).
Tonight, before brushing her teeth and going to sleep, Stella might:
- Fix dinner, do dishes, launder clothes, clean up, an prep for tomorrow.
Or, she might:
- Order take out, be happy for an hour or two, toast to friends, enjoy a slice, watch an episode of retro noir on Netflix.
Hmm… What might you do nightly?
About this post: I wrote this on my phone, lying in bed, while watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch on Netflix tonight. I took the photo while walking past a unique shop earlier this evening. This is all part of a personal challenge to create daily this month. I am tired. Good night.
She strolled the congested streets of her cluttered memory. She recalled plenty of perfect places to shop for the holidays. Her mind hummed with a variety of concerns as she browsed through windows.
“Should I bother to brave the crazy crowds of the big box store to shop for the holidays? Where in my area are there small shops to browse to find a unique item? Will I choose a trite trend or a brilliant gift?”
Suddenly, the house hushed. She looked up from her keyboard to find herself sitting alone. Her family had just departed to get shit done.
About this post: I am creating something every day this month as part of a personal challenge and the NaBloPoMo Revival group on Facebook. This morning, I wrote “Still Window Shopping” before getting ready for a day of errands on the last Saturday of November. I limited the length of today’s story to 100 words upon inspiration from a piece of flash fiction posted at Failing Haiku. See https://failingathaiku.wordpress.com/2018/11/23/vengeance-ff/.
Years ago, I created this doodle of how I like to remember the small frontage of the vast cavern of a popular bookstore in Berkeley. (It doesn’t look anything like my doodles.) If you can’t pull away from your computer to shop small businesses locally, consider shopping a small business like Lynn Cobb Silver or Moe’s Books online. See my past posts related to this particular image (or Moe’s Books) as follows:
#NaBloPoMo18 #Create30 #SmallBusinessSaturday #lynncobb #moesbooks
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