My first small stone

This is a brand new (probably) writing initiative where you write a short excerpt with as much sensuality as possible to describe the sights, smells, tastes, sounds and feels of a moment. There is a group on facebook called Mindful Writing Day 2012 which aims to get as many people as possible to write a ‘small stone’ on November 1.

Should be interesting and a snapshot in time if nothing else.

So I thought I’d get some practice in writing about a time when I was gardening and it was a perfect autumn morning…

Crisp blue sky reflected in smudges of dew across the grass
Breath-clouds mingle with the invisible scent-cloud tang of herbs growing in rich earth
Across the flower bed dead leaves glisten like damp liquorice
Birdsong glitters in the sun

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