So excited to do this again! It's so fun to just write and see what comes out on the screen!
Here is a link to Lisa-Jo Baker's blog and an explanation of what to do, and links to others bloggers who are also linking up to this fun free write.
The word for today is: Red.
A color that I normally shy away from. If you would look in my closet you would see one, lonely red shirt. Plus my skin is a nice red hue, and not just when I get sunburned either. My face and ears turn a lovely shade of tomatoe red when I get in front of a large group of people or draw attention to myself in a group. Not my favorite activity.
Or if I've been outside on a chilly day, I come back in and my cheeks and nose are a bright rosy red. That's probably why I prefer to wear blue. I'm afraid the red will draw more attention to my redness already.
Or just draw attention. Red is a bold color, an agressive color. I don't think that is me. Not usually at least. I am becoming more bold, but I would still prefer a nice orange to flat out red.
Then I think of all the lovely fruits that are red: cherries, strawberries, tomatoes, and then my mind goes blank. I've learned to appreciate cherries and strawberries a lot this summer. As I was eating them I just fully enjoyed the textures and flavors.
Not very profound on red. I guess that's okay. Its not my favorite color in the world. It's probably one of the low ones, along with yellow, now that is a color you will see nowhere in my wardrobe (except one pair of shoes, to keep it as far away from my face as possible, no idea why I do it, I just think its best that way).
Really when I think of red, I think blood, and because I live on a farm, the blood that I normally see has to do with calving. Blood and placenta, pretty gross, but the birth of a new calf is a wonderful thing to see. I think I prefer it to a human birth, so far. I've never seen a human birth, but human blood and other fluids freak me out. Cows are much less gross to me. Anyway, I digress. What I really meant to say is that a cow birth is a lovely moment to witness. The mama comes and licks her calf afterwards and its just such a tender, loving moment. So beautiful to see.
Stop. Well that was a little over 5 minutes, more like 10. I must type slow. That's ok.