Hello, students! As promised, this blog post is an example text of what I expect from your structured journals. Remember, the two requirements are 1) 250 words and 2) an image that relates to your words in some way. You have freedom when it comes to the format: you can handwrite, type, or create blog posts. You also have freedom when it comes to subject matter: you can write about anything at all on your mind, as long as you remember that this particular journal is public, not private. You will have at least one reader (me). I will post my word counts after each section of text so that you can mark my progress. And now, let the structured journaling begin! I’ve been paying a lot of attention to plants these days, especially blooming ones. Since my husband and I have started planning our meals (more or less) weeks in advance, the only time I leave my apartment these days is to take the pups on walks. Bracken prefers short walks: go outside, get done what needs to get done, and he’s ready for a snuggle and a nap again. And maybe an afternoon snack. Birdie is an adventuress. She loves going further afield, smelling new smells, giving the squirrels a run for their money. Between you and me, I don’t think she’ll ever catch one, at least not unless she figures out a way to seriously improve her technique. She hunts squirrels and I hunt flowers. I don’t know the name of this purple flower, but it is familiar to me. It grew in the wild area beside the gray house I grew up in Mississippi. In the spring, I would pick handfuls of these. I only found one or two blossoms on my walk, but in my memory of my childhood home, we had fields. I remember them as blooming after the dogwood. First the dogwood tree bloomed, then the grape hyacinths, then these flowers. As a kid I always called them bluebells. But surely they are purple. Maybe lavender. (221 words) Today I noticed the lantana blooming. There is an order here, but I don't know how to calculate and quantify it. Maybe some mathematical equation of growing beauty, like the golden ratio. The tiny blossoms seem to reveal themselves in a pattern: first a ring of yellow and white blossoms pop out one by one, then an outer band of pink blossoms. Eventually all the middle buds will pop out into flowers. (72 words) And...that's it. I wrote a total 293 words. If you like, you can also write over the word limit. I hope I showed you that you can literally write about anything at all. If the idea of writing about ANYTHING gives you anxiety instead of a sense of freedom, here is a list of simple journal prompts you can use to jump start your writing,
domanic lane
4/20/2020 10:27:22 am
the last picture i like home they expressing there self about the flowers Comments are closed.
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