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Like I said---beyond spectacular. Views like this have always inspired me. I didn’t think much about my muse when I was a child, but I did spend many hours imagining what was beyond that first ridge of mountains. Or the second ridge? What magic was happening in that magical and strange place where it goes from green to purple? Okay, so I was a weird kid.
As an adult, I might know what mountain I’m admiring, and the name of the town nestled in the valley on the other side, but it’s still magical. And I’m still weird. I stop the car regularly and irregularly to stare in awe at sights such as this. Call it goofing off, call it peace of mind, or call it communing with God. Whatever it is, it cues my muse.
I warned you I’m weird. That’s me on the porch of my shack, Daydream Cottage. I’m out here every morning with my cat and my computer, writing. Okay, so sometimes I get distracted by the lake, which is about twenty feet in front of me, but mostly I write. I wear my pajamas because even if someone paddles by and sees me, this is Lake Elmore and it’s all okay. I wear my hat to keep the sun out of my eyes. And the fuzzy slippers keep me warm. Northern Vermont can be chilly in the morning, even in the summer. This is called routine and it cues my muse too.
Love your porch and your view! Wow, what I wouldn't give to wake up to that every morning, you lucky girl!
ReplyDeleteIt's great to have a world-famous author stop by, Misa. Thanks! And yeah, this place is great too, although I would not want to be up here in the winter. It's cold and that's an understatement.
ReplyDeleteI have never been to Vermont. It is on my wish list. I grew up in western Montana and return every year also. It is balm to the writer soul.
ReplyDeleteI love you porch, hat, and cat. Can't see the slippers.