The earth appeared quiet as it lay in a motionless stance. Its morning sky was full of bright sunshine and warm heat. No sounds were heard until, as if on cue, one speck made its way through the branches. It slowly glided in its gentle descent like a ballerina making its way across a stage. The first day of fall made its delicate appearance. I took notice and smiled.
I am sharing these Tuesday thoughts, my slice of life, with Two Writing Teachers.