Writing 101,Day Ten: Let the scene write itself
Assignment: Find a spot where you can sit and observe for at least twenty minutes.
I sat in my living room and watched the scene in front of me. There are no flowers, the maple trees are almost bare, the leaves still there, are quietly falling on the ground.
The hedge is trimmed to get ready for the snow that might show up any day. On the road cars:yellow, red , black and brown , are moving along at a steady speed.
Every few minutes Route two bus is whizzing past my house, the destination seems to be the mall, it will stop for a few minutes to pick up passengers, and will go past my house again to the opposite direction.
It’s a cloudy and cold day, I see men and women bundled up to stay warm.
Across the road the Memorial university parking lot is filled with cars. The parking lot is new, it used to be a large field with green grass. Now it’s converted into a parking lot.
There is still some greenery: it’s the slopes they covered it with sod, it’s not smooth yet ,there are patches of mud in places.
This is the scene, there is not much change, there are no animals, only some pedestrians walking along the pavement to get to work.
Like Wordsworth I gazed … and gazed, my thought wasn’t what wealth the show to me had brought. For me it was the reminder of a long dreary winter to pounce on us.
I looked out my window what did I see?
Leaves falling quietly baring the trees.
Immediately the thought comes to mind,
How pitiful the trees look standing in line.
The humans are on their way to work,
In cars, trucks, cabs and on foot goes the jerk.
Still I look for something pleasant,
Maybe a kitten, a puppy or a cute infant.
Unlucky you, my mind scolds me,
This is not the time for you to see
a kitten , a puppy or anything cute.
For it’s cold outside you silly brute!