Escape the heat and the concrete, I did. Writing and exploring in the Cascades, I am. A rental car with a “Start” button and cool jazz playing on the radio, lifted me higher and higher, to a narrow winding road, lined with tall trees, providing sanctuary for birds of prey (and for me, a grounded woman who hunts for words, but with those, I can also fly free). So much beauty to take in, my heart did swell, and my eyes did well. And the wildflowers! So many generously growing about, I think they were showing off, swaying in the wind. I see you! I said to them. Distracted by more than I could take in, I missed my turn. Easy to do, and it was not Mr. Siri’s fault. The cellphone signal is blocked by nature above (heaven in other words) and the numbers are hard to read on the roadside mailbox. Find it, I did, then I drove slowly on rocks to a hilltop. A small apartment above a garage waiting for me – another keyless entry. This is where I am and where I will be for an extended stay, then it is back to the heat.
Not to be confused with a retreat from writing, my writing retreat for one has begun. An early morning meditation followed by a cup of joe while watching deer, birds, and squirrels scurry and chew (more enjoyable than watching the news), then it is time to open a document started last year – the start of a (wannabe) book-length project that delivers challenges and tears too, but determined I am to see it through. Progress made. More words added to the page. I give my brain a rest and let my feet and eyes explore the wilderness. Yesterday I found a field of wildflowers, lined with tall grass next to a flowing stream – a place I have visited in my dreams. I crouched low and took several photos. Beautiful and breathtaking. Itchy too. A real-life detail never felt in my dream escape. A temporary itch for a lifetime memory. A pleasing exchange.
This morning I am headed to a Farmer’s Market that has fresh flowers and produce. Outside? In the middle of July? An absolute treat for this dancing desert dweller who enjoys traveling the winding road of a poetic storyteller.
Thank you for visiting and reading. Next week I will highlight the trees. 🌲 Be well. 💗 Michele
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