#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
Charles River, From Trestle Bridge
Charles River, Under Trestle Bridge
This morning I received a comment on Facebook from a lovely writer who follows my blog - in response to my post yesterday celebrating my one year anniversary of blogging my daily walks.
"Dear Kelly, I cannot express how much I have been enjoying your blog all year long. . ."
Every day I take my walk, take my pictures, write my blog - and I do this for me, because it feeds my soul and my writing life. For this reason, I do it even if I don't have a single reader. Discovering that this blog I create to feed my own life is feeding another person's life is a special gift - you must read this quote about writing being like sending out a message in a bottle - I shared this favorite from Edward Hirsch with her, in gratitude for being one of the friends my words (and pictures) are seeking:
“Imagine you have gone down to the shore and there, amidst the other debris – the seaweed and rotten wood, the crushed cans and dead fish – you find an unlikely looking bottle from the past. You bring it home and discover a message inside. This letter, so strange and disturbing, seems to have been making its way toward someone for a long time, and now that someone turns out to be you.”
“Why shouldn’t the poet turn to his friends, to those who are naturally close to him?” [the great Russian poet Osip Mandelstam] asked in “On the Addressee.” But of course those friends aren’t necessarily the people around him in daily life. They may be the friends he only hopes exist, or will exist, the ones his words are seeking.”
my morning meadow
All photos and text copyright Kelly DuMar 2017