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A Time I Long To Be

Jeri Walker is an author and editor who I’ve know online for a few years. Last year she launched her second blog, Arresting Imagery as a free writing prompt service using pictures. In this post, I’m using her picture entitled Early Bird.

A Time I Long to Be

Image provided by
Jeri Walker
@ https://arrestingimagery.wordpress.com/

I imagine the west, during its younger days, was filled with quietness and simplicity of life. Clocks would have rarely been on time, and it was probably wiser to go by where the sun shone in the sky. You may ask what would happen on a cloudy day. Unless you’re close to the Pacific Ocean, there are, indeed, very few days that don’t have that bright ball of fire peeking through sometime during the course of a day, even in the shortest days of winter.

Life wasn’t easy back then, and I’m not taking about make complex decisions. Questions like how can I make this skirt last until next Spring when I’ll have the money for fabric; there is only three pieces of meat in the stew and somehow it has to feed four people; will the walls hold in this terrible storm. Still, life meant so much more then. Each day really was brand new. Life, despite all the hardships, wasn’t filled up with ‘what ifs’.

The mornings are brilliant and yet, almost noiseless on the high plains of the west. You can nearly hear the sweet-smelling air around you. It’ll catch your breath, if only for an instant. The dew dots the prairie grass, giving it a shimmer equivalent to diamond chips spread out on a carpet. The creek’s edge is damp where the water had been during the night. Now that dawn has broken, the water shies away from the tall reeds. The ink tone of the water has turned to the color of light mud.

Although I’m a true westerner, I’m always a little stunned by the coolness of the morning breeze, even in the height of summer. I’ve been told it’s because of the higher elevation of the land. Why is it then that the air isn’t like this in the higher elevations of the eastern United States where I currently live?

As the morning wears on, the creatures of this paradise can be seen nibbling on the clumps of sage brush and milk thistle scattering the landscape. In just a short while, the wildlife will wander off. I’ve always wondered where they hide out at during the middle of the day. I can see them one minute, turn around, and they’ve disappeared. Yet, if I come back to the same place in the late afternoon, they’ve all reappeared.

If the land in this picture was mine, I’d build a house near the small gathering of trees in the background.

The one you thought would fight for you and love you more than you’ll ever know, is the one you never thought will hurt you the most. — unknown author



10 comments on “A Time I Long To Be

  1. Lovely to see a pic of mine inspire words of yours. Sorry I am only seeing this now months after the fact…


  2. That is a beautiful picture of Jeri’s. As is your post to go with it Glynis.


  3. Jacqui Murray

    That is wonderful. Such a brave, nostalgic period. You brought it out wonderfully.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Dan Antion

    Beautiful imagery Glynis. Helps put in perspective the things we worry about today.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Glynis Jolly

      You got that, did you, Dan? 😉 We can’t understand why we often feel so overwhelmed, not bothering to take a good look at the garbage we worry about so intently.

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  5. Mabel Kwong

    Nice write up, Glynis. Wildlife always disappear off into the unknown, do they? Never really know where they are headed, never know when they will return. Beautiful photo by Jeri. So golden, so warm 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • Glynis Jolly

      I can only suppose that the wildlife has hidden places to rest during the day. One of my cats, Nutty, can’t be found during the middle of the day, yet I know she hasn’t left the house. :/

      Yes, when I saw this photo over at Arresting Imagery I knew I could do something with it as far as writing.

      Liked by 1 person

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