Welcome to my digital writing journal, or mydigitalclutter. What started as a family blog almost two years ago has morphed into my writing therapy. This is where I do a lot of free writing, mostly about my life with my family and the things that catch my interest. While nowhere even close to perfect, in each post I like to see how my writing is changing with time and practice. Most posts are left unedited for this reason, so if you don't mind, take the journey with me.
Monday, October 26, 2009
The world is wet, and cold. I love it, and want to sit at the window and watch the wind bend the trees. We can see the river, and across it lays another state. The humidity is thick and pressing on me.
Native Portlanders walk without the covering and protection of an umbrella, and revel in the wetness. I clutch the handle of mine, hoping the wind won't rip it from my grasp Grungy denim and scrunchy boots, along with a beanie knit hat seem to be the uniform de jour and one looks out of place with a trench coat and mittens.
It is an alien place, for someone from the desert. Although my corner of desert has seasons of spring, summer, fall, and winter. The trees seem to hum a song of life, and the leaves, slowly turning mild colors of fall, glisten in the rain.
I take a deep breath and smell the crispness of a Northwest Autumn and feel blessed to be here.