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I haven’t been able to do one of Harula’s writers’ exercises over at wordsthatserve for awhile with my mind going like a pinball machine, but I’m giving this week’s a shot! It seemed simple enough — until I ran out of time and left myself with some thoughts to ponder! Harula writes:

Each week, I share one of the writing prompts used in my workshops, along with an example of what was written in response. Today’s prompt (we did it as a warm-up, so just 3 mins in total) is simply to connect with your favourite season, in that moment, and write about it.

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This is what I wrote for her three-minute exercise…

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Mysterious Autumn

Autumn is my favorite season. My love for it can be encapsulated in a simple leaf. The beautiful oranges and reds and yellows that can feel supple as leather or as brittle as parchment. The sound of them being crushed between your fingers or crackling in a burning pile where you can almost taste the flavor of leaves in the air.

But there’s something else… There’s a mystery to autumn I’ve only this second thought about. Maybe it’s that autumn is a time of choice. Do I choose to surrender to the the way of nature, to die and be reborn again in spring, or does my spirit fight the natural way of things…

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Well! that wasn’t so hard!

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