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Resolutions Are Made to Be Broken

At the beginning of this year ( oh, so long ago) I made a commitment to participate in the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge. Writing a ‘Small Stone‘ each day was intended to be a way to expand my observational and blogging skills. I think it did accentuate my attention to the details around me, but even before last week’s unexpected blogging hiatus, I had decided to call it quits with the Challenge. The time I spent online increased, but my actual posts on-topic to Beyond Back Creek declined. And I noticed that several subscribers opted out. Apparently, I am not the only one who missed the focus on daily life in this part of the universe. Although I am notoriously plan-happy, I asked myself…Is the point of a resolution to stick with the plan, or to achieve the benefit for which the resolution was developed? I’m going with the latter.

I can see that the ultimate benefit of the Mindful Writing Challenge, for me, has been to be more aware of the dialog that Beyond Back Creek is intended to foster, and to commit to stay true to it. With that in mind, I’ll try to pay attention to the details of what creates the specific sense of place here, in Anne Arundel County, and share that. This new bit of clarity will also help me to finally write my ‘About’ page…so stay tuned. I do appreciate that readers have been asking about it!

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And, starting off 2013 with a bang, Beyond Back Creek has been nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award by Terry1954, who happens to be one of my favorite writers. I gratefully accept the nomination, and it’s spirit of “keeping the blogosphere a beautiful place”. The rules of acceptance require sharing some things about myself, and, with renewed focus on what makes the “Where” of Beyond Back Creek beautiful, here they are.

  • Anne Arundel County hugs the Chesapeake Bay, and is blessed with several large and lovely rivers. But I especially love the intimacy of the countless tiny creeks.
  • I actually look forward to driving in the snow. We don’t have the chance to do that too often down here. Freezing rain is not fun at all, unless it’s happening outside of a cozy pub.
  • My favorite amenities here are the parks and the libraries. We have loads of both. The Adventure Girl in me has been tamed, and now I get my excitement by going to different locations.
  • We are considered a suburb of both DC and Baltimore. Although I appreciate the concept of what those cities have to offer, I avoid them more and more. There’s plenty to do right here.
  • I’m passionate about good food and compassionate farming. Every year we get more farmers’ markets, which makes me so happy. And I love going to eateries that cite their sources…we need more of those, too!
Sunset on the Chesapeake (photo courtesy of Chesapeake Fish and Beer)

Sunset on the Chesapeake (photo courtesy of Chesapeake Fish and Beer)

I’d like to nominate the following blogs for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award in turn. Each one of them helps to make their patch of the world a little more beautiful.

Thank you all for your inspiration.

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Small Stone

The rain has stopped.
The wind tumbles high above the house. Outside, a door slams, and slams again.
But here inside, the air is still, and I sit in the particular kind of light that hovers between dawn and day.
The cat sighs. The walls sigh. Hot water sighs through ground beans.
I wait to plunge the filter. Once the coffee groans into being, my day will have begun.
( today’s entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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It is still raining.
Mud bubbles up and runs through the herb garden.
Among the sodden brown stalks, buttons of green nose upwards.
It is winter here, but underground, spring is beginning.

(today’s entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

And please do follow the link to read some truly wonderful examples of literary brevity!

(Update: once again, The Daily Prompt is reading my mind. I’ve written about rain, mud, and home for over a week now. Finally, today, January 18, the rain has stopped. For today, at least, I will enjoy the sunshine.)

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On the wall, shards of the day flash and scatter, scenes of pain, sounds of loss.
I keep my head down, focused on the glossy pages. Compositions of space and purpose, the color and calm of empty houses.

(another entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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Small Stone

The air today is wet and grey.

Heavy, it pools over the water, and scutters away, tendril twining over tendril, from the paddling flock.

(today’s entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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Small Stone

We are walking in the woods. She is looking for wildlife, and the colors of the leaves.

I notice some stones in the trail. When I tilt my head, and if I squint, the textures shift and sparkle.
I point this out.

She looks down and the stones, and back at me. Her brow furrows. “We really see things differently”

Her face relaxes and she touches my sleeve. “Come on.” she says. “Let’s keep walking.

(entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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Small Stone

The rhythm of her day begins.

Eyes open wide, front legs stretch out, then back. Eyes close, her neck lengthens as she yawns to the sky. Her head shakes, and the shock wave moves along her body. Shoulders, belly, and then tail trace circles in the air.

As she springs forward, now fully awake, the glitter of fur flies up into the morning light before drifting back to ground.

(daily entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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I enjoy the time spent waiting . Outside, rain slashes across the glass.  Lights smear across wet metal.  Frantic traffic rocks my cocoon, but inside I am warm in the soft darkness.

(today’s entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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Small Stone

The glittering stones in the concrete catch my eye.  If I look too closely, they become rocks in a desert.

 

(entry for the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge)

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Small Stone

I’m so grateful for this cup of tea.  Warm to my hands, warm to my tongue.  The label flutters like a moth in the draft.  My nose is cold.

(a 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge entry)

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