Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a small village. The people in the village were very busy, but the girl wasn't. She took walks with her dog in the woods, over hills, and through fields. Some people in the village said, "Look at her, all she does is walk all day, and paint, and sing, and write, and play with her dog. She doesn't do anything important. She doesn't make any money. Most importantly, she doesn't contribute anything to society!"
Still, she went on, taking her walks, singing her songs, thinking her thoughts, dreaming her dreams.
It began to get colder and the leaves were changing color. The people in the village were very busy. They complained about the weather and didn't like the biting wind. But mostly, they didn't really notice.
The girl didn't pay them any mind. She knew in her heart she would have something to give, come winter. She quietly continued, making sure to remember the smells, the light, the taste of dew, the sound of crows squaking and of wind rustling.
She collected the prettiest fallen leaves, placed them in her pockets, and brought them home.
There, she scattered them on the table to admire before pressing them between the pages of thick, heavy books.
The girl had a plan.
part 2 coming soon xoxo
I HOPE you make this into a children's book! My mind was exploding with illustrations the whole time I was reading. In fact, it's already a children's classic in my mind!
ReplyDeleteI CAN'T WAIT FOR PART TWO!
ooo I want to know the plan!!! Man, I wish I had your life... xxx
ReplyDeleteWhat's the plan? Something artistic no doubt? Do tell!
ReplyDeleteOh Dawn...you remind me..of me....no job, walking Buddy,baking bread,planning supper,puttering in my garden,cutting herbs,planting pumpkins.....but I can't wait to hear the plan.....and YES ! I feel a book here too.....
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Kary and Buddy
P.S. Love the new header...
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I spent 2 years walking... kind of like what you described. My foundation. And those walks will continue to be woven into my life. My husband and I call them "wonder walks." Poor neighbors don't understand the diamonds they are missing. Looking forward to hearing how you show them.
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Molly
Simply beautiful Dawn, and I am waiting with baited breath for part 2...xo
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