Woods in Winter

Woods in Winter
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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When winter winds are piercing chill,
And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
With solemn feet I tread the hill,
That overbrows the lonely vale.

O’er the bare upland, and away
Through the long reach of desert woods,
The embracing sunbeams chastely play,
And gladden these deep solitudes.

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How Traveling Can Improve Your Writing

Lavender fields in Provence, France

(This post was suppose to go out last week, but life happens! 🙂 Hope you enjoy!)

When I was younger,  I would love to sit and watch people and wonder where they were going and what their stories were. Because everyone has a story. As I got older, that interest in stories grew and inspired a desire to travel and see new places. Both in my own country and abroad.

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Changing Seasons

West Virginia

Is there any season more welcome after the heat of summer, than autumn?

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Whispers of Spring

“Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.”
Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Michigan state flower - Apple Blossom (Victorian meaning - "preference, better things to come, good fortune, promise"):

Nature: A Forgotten Friend of the Writer

Colorful autumn in Iceland. This is my beautiful country. If you ever want to see amazing nature then visit Iceland. -saedis Photo by Alexandre Deschaumes:

There are many, many things that can be an inspiration to a writer or an author. And I am sure there are as many things out there that can inspire as there are people who write!

But I have often thought that nature and the physical world around us is a source of forgotten inspiration.

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The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep…

pexels-photo-52553This is one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost that just seems to beautifully encompass the white, silent world of the woods during this time of year. I memorized it as a child and have never forgotten it. What is your favorite winter or holiday poem?

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