Deep in Wonder

It's me.  A tad late.  Between hanging out with the vampires and dancing in the rain, I've been deep in wonder.

When was the last time you stopped to look at the morning light as it sparkled on a meadow and decided to stay all day to write about it?

The 'day job' of a writer pays the bills, but the moments like the meadow feeds the heart.

I received an email the other day and through a distant relative discovered I had an ancestor in Edinburgh.   I've been to Scotland twice in my life, Edinburgh once.  Now I will have to go again.  I want to lay flowers on that grave.  I want to dance in the highlands.  Last time I was in the highlands, I stopped to watch the peaks pierce the morning clouds.  The peaks above.  The clouds below.  I could walk on clouds.  I wrote then too and that experience from years ago engraved itself on my heart.

I am deep in wonder.

–Susan

Susan Hanniford Crowley

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