10.29.2008

I'm not gonna do it....

I don't feel like writing right now, but if I did I would talk about driving to Lexington for a conference on writing strategies in the classroom. I would write about how during the drive I noticed the beautiful landscape around me and was thankful for that beauty. And then I would write about how I thought about the landscape back home that is so much a part of who I am. Not the people...but the actual land. The curves and hills that I know and can close my eyes and picture instantly.

I'm not going to, but if I were to write more about this I would talk about how the smells of the land are a part of me as well. How the fall harvest and the combines in the field conjure up some sweet smells that refresh me. I would write about how the colors of the landscape fill me with energy and renew me.

I would write about how my soul is connected to the land of home.

But I'm not going to. Instead I need to get supper started. Have to turn in some more KTIP forms tomorrow...yuck. Maybe instead I'll close my eyes and picture the landscapes of Missouri...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Good one Kels. Are you sure you never read Centennial?
Dad

katie said...

the importance of place, anyone? :)

miss you. love you.

beck said...

So many I come in contact with want to get away from home, save the guy in paint, and do not have a since of security home brings. We were made aware of that security blanket when we first moved to Texas as I know both of you are experiencing now.
When you have children, I will lift them up as was depicted in "Roots", and proclaim "this is their beginnings, their roots", (then I'll put them on the ground and water them).