Not The Miracle of Nature I Expected

As I sat at the kitchen table this morning, eating frosted bite-sized shredded wheat (aka sugar-coated pot scrubbers) and fresh-picked blueberries (yeah!!), I looked out of the window and saw a cocoon on a twig of the river birch, wiggling from the effort of something trying to emerge.

I put the camera on my feet and the boots to my eye–then did it the right way around–and ran outside. And there, on the tree, was–a friggin’ dead leaf.

Never one to waste an effort, I turned around and snapped this close-up of the coral bells.

It always amazes me that spring becomes summer and then, immediately, leaves begin to turn fall colors. The poplars have some yellow leaves, other trees are tinged with gold and red, and these coral bell leaves are flushing crimson. It’s crazy. It’s like the voice of an angel, whispering, “You won’t be sweating like a pig forever. At least, not if you change your ways. I’m just sayin’.”

So I was disappointed about taking YouTube by storm with my video of a butterfly coming out of its house without its makeup, but the coral bells were beautiful and provided a spot of color and a quick shot of corn-pone philosophy, so the whole experience wasn’t a total waste of effort.

WRITING PROMPT: How does your main character deal with disappointment? Lemons to lemonade or “Lemonade? I’ll give you LEMONADE!!” ?



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Not The Miracle of Nature I Expected

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      Marian Allen

      June 25, 2011 at 5:59pm

      Nancy, I love Missie! She’s probably not playing the blues, but blues music does dig deep down and pull that sorrow up by the roots. 🙂

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  1. Amanda

    June 26, 2011 at 5:51pm

    Good one!
    Loved the “sugar-coated pot scrubbers.” LOL

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  2. Naxysch

    April 22, 2012 at 4:03pm

    I love the colors of fall, the reds, yellows and orange hues all around. They give me peace and time to think about life, myself, time to ponder.

    My character makes disappointments her strength, once she is disappointed, she’l do everything she can to not let it happen again!

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      Marian Allen

      April 22, 2012 at 4:55pm

      Fall is definitely my favorite season, for all the reasons you mention. And, of course, the harvest! 😉

      I like your character. She sounds like one tough lady. Is this a work in progress, or have you published it?

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