At my core I am a skeptic. My first response is often to question what I have read or been told. It’s a reflex response. I believe I learned it at a young age, encouraged to think for myself by my parents. I do my best not to take the opposing view just because I … Continue reading Day 28 (of 31 days of free writing)
Author: Linda Wright
Day 27 (of 31 days of free writing)
When I was young my mother insisted we have a party line on our phone. It was less expensive. I was trained to only answer the phone if it rang with two short rings. We never knew who picked up when the phone rang in other patterns. If I picked up the phone and heard … Continue reading Day 27 (of 31 days of free writing)
Day 26 (of 31 days of free writing)
We left the farmer’s market this morning lugging our canvas bags full of greens, turnips, eggplant and Satsuma oranges. We had a few cool days last week. I actually had to wear a sweater one day. That started me dreaming of making soup. I planned to cook a pot of kale and turnip greens mixing … Continue reading Day 26 (of 31 days of free writing)
Day 25 (of 31 days of free writing
Each day I read at least one poem. It’s become a habit in the past few years. It’s also a quest to understand poetry. Having never taken a poetry class, I have little understanding of what the elements of a poem should be. Rather like art, I know what I like and what does not … Continue reading Day 25 (of 31 days of free writing
Day 24 (of 31 days of free writing)
My grandfather and great grandfather cleared forests to build homes and establish farms in Nova Scotia, Canada. They made their living chopping down trees for timber, rolling logs down Bear River, loading them into cargo for shipment abroad. Now those ancestors are buried in ground sheltered by trees. My family roots are entangled with trees. … Continue reading Day 24 (of 31 days of free writing)