Childlike fear returns Watching The Unkown Terror My Creature Feature
I created this image using Art Rage and published it with Dangerous Modifiers a few years ago. Tonight, I wrote this haiku in response to this prompt: “What is my worst fear?” while watching The West Wing. This post is the sixth in what I hope to be a series of 30 posts in honor of NaBloPoMo.
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.