I have been at work in the back of my home. Some people call those backyards, but mine is more like the north forty or a city park or as it is now, a massive tangle of suckers, dried grass, weeds and quite a few roses. Perhaps I have something to say about this. I wonder what it is. It is true that vegetation is exceptional at growing copious amounts of green. Sometimes I want that green – like when I’m looking out across the horizon at trees and fields and so on. At other times I suspect I am being surrounded and encompassed by massive tendrils of vining green that will eventually wind through my brain and come out both ears like something on the wide screen. OK, I have to make this short because there’s a very suspicious looking hydrangea looking in the window and I have to go get my hedge trimmer right away. Have a nick weekend.
Published by Jane Carlile Baker, Author, Editor, Teaching Consultant
Jane has loved writing from the time she learned to hold a pencil. Her writing journey moved from that pencil to personal computers through the seventies, she edited for a hospital public relations department. The eighties found her owning a public relations business, publishing newspaper and magazine articles, and directing communications for a large church. In the nineties she published her first book and led critique groups and writers' workshops. In the twenty-first century she became a teaching consultant for the National Writing Project, published several more books, and began an editing business. Jane also loves raising chickens, dogs and alpacas, gardening, oil painting, swimming and hanging out with her family. View all posts by Jane Carlile Baker, Author, Editor, Teaching Consultant