Gray Days Revisited
I think I’m going to start a new tradition on Word Press.
It’s obviously the beginning of November and this is the time of year when those of us who live in areas with decreasing sunshine are afflicted with Seasonal Affective Disorder. “SAD” – what a cute acronym.
SAD has become more of an issue for me after my days spent in Arizona where there seemed to be an unlimited supply of Sunshine – even during the monsoon season.
Well, I wrote a piece about these “Gray Days” a while back, and I re-posted it last year, and so now the tradition has solidified. This time, I’ll just put the link below (and above) as opposed to re-posting the blog. If you have the desire to read further, click away.
If not, well you’re missing out 🙂
It crossed my mind, when I re-read my post today, that I was in a highly creative state of mind when I originally wrote it, as well as the posts surrounding that time in general. You see, I was in love then, and the creative juices always flow more when I’m in love.
I might have been in love with a person, a place, or even a passing idea – a newly formed and beautiful image in my mind. A dream.
But love, regardless of its source, is all powerful. And while it’s difficult, we writers do try to express such feelings with words.
I read a great post from my blogging friend Cristian Mahai today that began with a beautiful quote from Faulkner. Check it out for a little inspiration about the writer’s duty and about beauty. I think this fulfills my duty for the day. And read on, if you wish, about how even the grayest of days can be colorful and inspiring!
Here’s the link, again, to – Gray Days.
Photo: Even the most gray, rainy, and cold days can be very beautiful – like this image I captured in the Rocky Mountains.