This month we are taking a look at how external factors can change internal perceptions. Your challenge is to take an object in your living space, it could be a plant, doll, vase, etc., and cast a spotlight onto it.
Change the orientation of the light so it hits the object differently. How does the light affect they way you perceive this object? Does back lighting give it an otherworldly glow? Does illuminating it from below give off sinister vibes? Does the color of the light add any dramatic affect?
Keep your new perspectives of this object under 500 words.
Spring has sprung and it is time for many of us avid gardeners to start planning and planting our crop and future bouquets. There are many mood boosting and healthy benefits to gardening on your own or with friends at a community garden. We would enjoy hearing about what your plans are for your garden this season and what advice you would give to new gardeners!
The coming of Spring is inspiring in a poetic sense so in honor of World Poetry Day on March 21st, we would delight in reading some of your brilliant, original poetry! The subject is open for you to really tap into the emotions and thoughts you are needing to get out. Keep your piece under 500 words or submit three short poems with 3-5 stanzas and under five lines.
35 miles south of the 913 and at the end of three country miles sits a barn where nature has done its best to take back the land. Tall grass scrapes at the paint and old tree roots threaten to crack the foundation, but the farm equipment holds firm on the concrete floor showing no signs of retreat. The barn cats make their home here and protect it from the onslaught of various rodents. The mice munch on feed not meant for their mouths and the cats descend from the top of tractor tires and scatter the masses; catching one or two perpetrators in the middle of what is now their last supper. Some mice may try to find a home in the flower boxes closer to the homestead, but alas, the barn cats find them there as well.
Moles and voles dig their happy homes under gardens and in fields to the disdain of the dog who patrols during daylight hours. They find their evection by means of canine sentinel more polite than the unexpected arrival of the farmer's violent plow. The burn pile at the back of the property seems a safe shelter for displaced creatures, but the snakes who find the most comfort here have staked a dangerous claim. Safety is not guaranteed with the smell of diesel looming in the air.
It is strange to think that humans have dominated the landscape yet still found a way to merge with nature all while wielding nature against itself.
By Tim Brown
Birds have a hierarchy. Bigger usually wins. The Jay dominates until it's had its fill. Cardinals hold their own. Sparrows, who usually arrive as a team, can be formidable. But the diminutive Finch remains aloof, until it receives special invitation — the Finch feeder. It's a simple plastic tube with pint-sized perches and tiny holes, prefect for the Fiches' smaller beaks. Even they fuss with one another from time to time.
Usually, there is no visible difference between the dominant and the subservient Finch to the naked human eye, which suggests that Finch personalities and attitudes may determine who's boss. Holding that idea up to the light makes me wonder how a creature who spends most of its days flying, eating and fouling my windshield has the time and emotional depth to develop a personality, let alone an attitude.
I guess we must accept that idea but, you know, it doesn't make much sense. There food enough to go around, if every bird just took it's turn. That's a thought that seems beyond most birds, big or small. Vladimir Putin, too, for that matter.
By Jamie Lynn Heller
When we need reminding,
the wild vine will wind its way
under the back deck, up
through the gap by the mat
and bloom. Drips of rain
will squeeze themselves
through cement and pool
together in the basement.
Sparrows will move
into the dryer vent.
Ants will greet us
on the kitchen counter.
Take some time out of your day to look outside and observe the melding of the natural world with suburbia. Do you see a family of squirrels living in your neighbors unused grill? Maybe some lizards have taken up residence in a retaining wall? In 500 words or less, tell us the story of nature's attempt to reclaim or coexist within the developed area you are observing.