Join in the fun at Kellie Elmore‘s Free Write Friday! It’s fun and great brain exercise for all you writers out there looking for inspiration. This week the inspiration for the Free Write is a beautiful summer picture with this quote from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:
Then followed that beautiful season…Summer.
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
K, here goes nothing. No editing, no self-criticism, just write:
Outside the decrepit white farmhouse, the lush yard is our menagerie of imagination. Arching trees soar into the blue sky, their heavy limbs creating a canopy over the dirt driveway. Two apples trees blossom near the fence, and when June’s breeze blows, the pink petals fall like snow across the green grass, a lazy hammock swaying between the trees. Fat bumble bees buzz low to the ground. Honeysuckle in the air.
I’m in a white summer dress, my white blond hair in a pigtails, my skin sun-kissed. I’m standing beneath the plum tree, sucking on the bitter purple fruit, wiping the juice on my dress. I bend over and pick the yellow dandelions, squishing the soft center into my cheeks. I hear my sisters laughing on the swing beneath the pink blossoms, my daddy pushing them, one at a time, higher and higher. I want a turn but I can’t help but follow that scent–the scent I’ll carry with me dearly for the rest of my lives. I follow it and I’m taken to the lilac trees against the house by the humming bird feeder. The aroma fills me and I crawl into the tree’s cavernous entrance and huddle down inside. This is my summer–the summer of my life. The summer I dream I will return to after so many cold years.