I can usually find some inspiration when I walk along my country road. Instead of just counting the cadence of my steps, I am trying to stay focused on my senses.
Sight- a baby blue sky streaked with clouds;two straight lines from jets flying high above; bare tips of trees reaching towards the heavens; tops of trees swaying in the breeze; melting snow banks on the sides of the road
Sound- the tap, tap of my foot steps; cawing of a couple big, annoying crows; swish of my arms against the jacket fabric; car approaching from a distance, they sound different coming from in front of me or from behind me; thegentlewhoosh of wind in the trees; the sweet call of the chickadees.
But my mind keeps jumping back to the mundane details of life- to do lists, should haves, could haves.
Okay, let me try again. What am I seeing, hearing?