Night 17: A Morning Ritual
January 18, 2010
This journal entry is also based on the Door prompt. The directive there is to “Sketch the front door of a home you lived in. Walk back in that door and write about your memories of that home.” However, I inverted the directive. I wrote my entry and made my image based on walking out my door one morning and describing what I saw. (I did this a few days ago).
Here are some excerpts from that entry: …I opened my front door to greet the dawn and clear my lungs of the stale night air of my tiny apartment. It was still night for the most part…I took a lungful of air and looked at the sky…It was cobalt and lapis and near the horizon where the sun was just beginning to show, it was a gradient of teal blending to golden yellow. Near the thin golden line of dawn was a brilliant pure white sliver of a waning crescent moon, its horns angled upward, a reclining letter “C” waiting from some heavenly night rider to stop her wanderings and take a seat there. At that moment of clarity, I realized the possibilities of the day. Such was this morning’s ritual.
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I really enjoyed that Lori.
Lori, your most excellent description of the most p
perfect day was most eloquent and filled with possibilities. How could it be anything other than a good day!
Your drawing…well…it drew me right in and it somehow filled my heart.
how beautifully poetic – lovely.
It really was very poetic. I may just do my own take on this idea. I love it.
What a morning! I hope the magic stayed with you through the day. I like the way you have written about – it’s a great prompt that is giving me a creative nudge.
A wonderful description of early morning – my favourite time of the day. Thanks for sharing.
What a wonderful morning ritual. Beautiful work Lori
What a lovely start to the day, Lori.