Starting with wind

It’s stormy. Not raining yet, but the wind is fierce and kicking up waves.

An exhilarating morning walk, not too cold, but very blowy.

I often resolve something on my walk. Today it was this — I need to resume writing morning pages. My mind is beset with confusions and it seems much is changing. I am not feeling content about November, I don’t know why. I usually love November.

Maybe I’m a writer after all and I should embrace that, whatever that means.

But I don’t always follow through with my resolutions when my walk is over. A counter but — many important transitions (projects?) in my life have started with a notebook.

Back at home, I harvested the first stalk of Brussels Sprouts. They are so hilarious. And some escarole and radicchio. Before it starts raining.

4 Responses

  1. Liz A says:

    how good it must be to have water so close by … to walk along the edge is a wondrous thing and the thoughts that come are so often worth attending to

  2. Dee says:

    Morning pages — I have to resume a regular practice too. I always feel better when I do. As far as Being A Writer, I want to share AWA founder Pat Schneider’s encouraging words: a writer is someone who writes.

    • Catherine says:

      I love that. I used to write so much and have been doing other things with my time for awhile. But I miss it and always feel like I need to write more.

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