365 Writing Prompts: The natural world

Describe your first memorable experience exploring and spending time in nature. Were you in awe? Or were you not impressed? Would you rather spend time in the forest or the city?

This is the image of Talkotora bagh in New Delhi. I saw this a long time ago,I have not forgotten how thrilled I was in a place where the grass is luscious green. Any where you turn around you see nature in its awesome form. Somewhere in my heart it feels as though I am yet to see a place as alluring as this park. May be there are many others in the world but I haven’t seen them.

Yes I love nature, it has so much to offer, the tall trees, the finely cut grass, the variety of flowers, the birds chirping, the colorful butterflies, and the people walking with their family, the picnic stands, the vendors trying to sell food,all this in a park.

I like the freedom nature offers.

A city to me cannot compare with nature. In the city, there are skyscrapers, the continuous movement of vehicles, people always in a hurry to get to their destination. You see worn out stern faces, it just does not seem right to be in a city with all its hustle and bustle makes life unbearable.

I think I’d love to spend time in a forest.

 

Wikipedia image of Talkotora bagh

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365 Writing Prompts: Landscape

When you gaze out your window—real or figurative– do you see the forest or the trees?

I am in front of my computer, I can see what’s out there, it’s not a very optimistic view. The rain is falling and my neighbor’s tree sans the leaves is standing still with occasional breeze moving its brown tiny branches to and fro, reminding me if I go out ,I better dress warm because nature is not providing the warmth.

Then there is the dull grey sky trying its best to provide some room for the sun to show itself, for us to hope, maybe just may be the sun will take over and the clouds will be pushed out.

Then there is that sound of some crows, who probably are wondering, we thought it’s spring why do we see snow, they are reminding in their own language to nature: “Did you forget the season, it’s Spring for God’s sake we want flowers, fruits and the pretty birds, why aren’t they here.”

To which nature replies: “It’s not my fault, ask your humans, they are the ones who are destroying everything on this planet, ask them when will they stop littering, drive cars, that are not environment friendly, need I say more, do not blame me blame the humans.”

The poor crows are sad and they are saying,” Humans please co-operate, so we can have decent weather!”

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365 Writing Prompt: The artist’s eye

Is there a painting or sculpture you’re drawn to?Describe the experience( or,if art doesn’t speak to you,tell us why.)

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Image from wikipedia

This is a painting of Asher Durand.

I am drawn to this painting. The scenery is gorgeous, the mountains in the background, the river, the amazing  trees covered with beautiful leaves seems to say,look at us ,take a picture we are here to entertain you.

The grazing cattle are inviting me to watch them and see the beauty of nature.

Then there is a family sitting under the tree telling me this is fun come and join us.

Asher Durand’s painting is awesome, he has created nature in its perfect setting.

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Writing Prompt: Landscape 365 days, May 9th

When you gaze out your window—real or figurative — do you see the forest first,or the trees?

Where I live there are very few trees,recently my neighbor got rid of her one tree because of the worms. Now when I look out I see a patch of green grass and nothing else. My lawn at this moment has tree which only has bare branches,it’s not a pretty sight,hopefully in the next few weeks the temperature will go up and the leaves will make their way back to make the tree look half decent.

I’ll then love to gaze out my window and try to write a poem, imitating Wordsworth,until that time comes, I’ll think of Wordsworth’s poem, “I gazed and gazed but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought.”

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