Thursday, November 3, 2016

First Drafts: A Literary Social- 11 October 2016

Ellen Plumb's prides itself in showcasing local writers and spreading literacy throughout our wonderful community. Each week we create prompts to engage the community in different forms of writing, allowing writers to practice their skills in a fun, encouraging environment. Here are our submissions for this week's journaling prompt.

Does autumn hold any special significance for you?
Or do you have another favorite season?
What is it that makes the season your favorite?


Deep Thoughts
By Rebecca Resner

Autumn is my favorite season. Regardless of wracking my body with incessant sneezes. There’s something about how beautiful plants are before they die that holds me captive. Trees show off their vibrant yellows, oranges, and reds like a firework show on the Fourth of July these colors blaze before the annual, winter death sniffs the trees down to their skeletal lifeless brown. Trees by themselves, aren’t pretty really… unless they’re birches. Birches are delightful trees, because when you put the white, pockmarked bark into the fire it crackles like Pop Rocks on the tongue.
Having campfires in the fall is awesome! The crisp air with scents of burning wood that filters through the fibers of my sweater: That’s another good thing about fall. Sweaters make the world go round. If I could wear a sweater every day, I’d be happy for the rest of my life. A sweater is the hug of the clothing world. Whether tight, loose, or a little of both, sweaters know just how to hold their wearers.
Sunsets tend to become more vibrant as autumn progresses. I know the reason is something boring, like the air particles blah, blah, blah. But I like to think the sun is trying to outshine the trees. It succeeds too, most evenings. Damn clouds get in the way too much. Sometimes not enough. Clouds, unless completely shutting the sky out, enhance and capture the orangey-pinks and red-purples.
Why do I like autumn so much? I can’t give one reason, but I usually tell people it brings out the romantic side of me. It appeals to all of my senses and captures the very essence of my being; nevermind that my birthday is in March.










Seasons
By Lindsey Bartlett

I don’t think I ever had a favorite season growing up, favorite holidays, yes, but not necessarily seasons. As I have gotten older, and out on my own, I’ve learned to appreciate the different seasons as they come. Each season holds something unique in what it brings to the proverbial table.

Autumn is all about the changing of the leaves, and as an amateur photographer, the bright reds and deep oranges of fall leaves are some of my favorite things to photograph. There is also the crisp, chill air and warm drinks especially mulled apple cider which gives everything a cozy feeling.

Spring is a renewal of life. After the darkness of winter, it is so refreshing to see the green buds on the trees and the first blooms of flowers. It is a time of shedding winter coats for light jackets and eventually t-shirts.

Summer in Kansas can be very brutal, but it can be a great lazy time of year. With school out over the summer season, there are plenty of activities like swimming and ice cream eating.

Although winter is definitely not my favorite season by far but because of my childhood love of Christmas- this season still holds a lot of magic for me. Christmas light displays in glowing neighborhoods and the promise of gifts and friends and families help to over-ride the cold and snow that winter brings. I could deal with the cold if it wasn’t a partender of ice and snow. My least favorite things!

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