As I perch on a dry mossy boulder, my feet buried in the softness of the field grass’s new spring growth, I indulge in the sun’s increasing warmth as it climbs towards its daily peak. As the gentle breeze brushes the longer grasses of last year’s growth, they tickle my ankles, making me giggle and fidget on my boulder. The breeze pauses a moment, as if taking in a gentle breath. In the silence I can hear the distant cry of the buzzard, its sound sends a ripple of shivers along my spine and outwards, through my skin, making my skin feel as though it is moving and shrinking in a pleasing vibrant way.
I can just detect a hint of a smell wafting up from the west towards me, the aroma of the salt of the sea on the breeze, tickling the inside of my nose, tempting me to leave my soft mossy perch for a wander down to the shore.
I contemplate this moment of thought and decide, I want to continue indulging in nature’s endless array of experiences from this perspective, just for now.
Maybe later, there is so much to absorb just being here, now, in this precious moment.
6 thoughts on “Writing 101 Day 8 – Death to Adverbs and What a Joy in Doing So”
You’ve portrayed the perfect moment alone with nature so well. I’ve yet to kill the adverbs, but this inspires giving it a go!
Nothing like connecting with nature! beautiful….
Wonderful is all I can say. 🙂
Thank you ranu802.
This is a beautiful (adverb-free) post, serene and calm and gorgeous.
Comments really appreciated – I had to look up ‘adverb’ in the dictionary, never could get my head around these definitions when I was at school.
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