How about the mornings that compel you to sit up and write? The hush at 6:30—soft air floating the leaves of the rangy scrub maple that straddles the stone wall at the property line—the congregation of birds muttering among themselves deep in the back woods.
An open window invites sound and the subdued swish of commuters navigating the two-lane highway a quarter-of-a-mile away travels. Orange light from an early sun glows on the trunks of thick pines, the top cigar leaves of the giant rhododendrons—below, the garden rests in green shade.
With crusted eyes, you vault from the bed to write about it, grabbing a pen, jotting some notes, stumbling to the computer—while the noise of a truck rumbling up the street rolls in like a wave, a hiss that grows to a crescendo, a thunder, before pummeling by, and you are grateful when the engine noise is swallowed by silence again, and for the puff-ball hydrangea blossoms that bow and rest in the sleep that still embraces the rear of the house.
12 comments:
Beautiful post! I love early mornings to contemplate and meditate but but best writing is done in the late evening.
Mary
Giggles and Guns
Yes. Aaannnd yes. Just add coffee, and we're perfect.
Simon said it and I'm being shamelessly redundant.
Oh yes!
What could be a more perfect morning? Your writing is so lovely and captures the moment effortlessly!
Sounds beautifully inspirational. That could certainly move me to write.
Lee
Tossing It Out
I want to be where you are! Sounds lovely. :)
I don't remember when I was up that early. I am so glad that I have you to give me that experience vicariously. It was delicious.
I don't know if you read my comment that I left yesterday... but I did tag you on HERE'S TO YOU THURSDAY. I hope you like it:-)
By the time I get up, my husband's been up for a couple of hours. He wakes about 4 or 4:30. I like having a cup of coffee and sitting in the living room talking for a bit before I approach the computer. Once I'm there, I hardly leave.
Straight From Hel
you are quite a writer. clearly, you get those sort of kudos regularly. nevertheless, here's more: swallowed by silence, only someone who knows the value of silence and knows it well enough can be looking for its return and share the moment so -- as lydia kang said -- effortlessly.
terrific stuff.
I love writing early in the morning. No one is up yet. The house is quiet. And the phone doesn't ring. It's amazing how many of us are up early working on our dreams.
"congregation of birds muttering" that is such great imagery.
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