2/5/13 Change
Change. That’s the topic of this
month. The thought behind this is that I would be going through some change,
adjusting to life in Utah, and that the seasons would be changing as well.
There’s still snow outside, but that’s part of the change. It’s melting, and
the sun is shining through the branches of the trees, slowly warming up the
world.
2/6/13 Change
I’ve been trying to get
integrated into the ward and the stake, meet people. But I’m so scared that I’m
going to scare them off. I don’t feel like I can be myself and as open and fun
loving as I am. It’s weird.
2/7/13 Change
Today was warm, and I could smell
summer in the air. I feel as if it has been winter for a hundred years, like in
Narnia, and the world is finally waking up.
2/8/13 Change
Speaking of change, the world is
bipolar. Yesterday the sun was shining and grass was poking through, and today
the sky si full of dark grey clouds dumping snow on us by the gallon full. Yay.
2/9/13 Change
I really want to write something.
Not this kind of something, a book or story kind of something. But my idea was
shot down as impractical and fairy tale like. That’s what I want though! I want
a fairy tale ish book, a happily ever after. What I would really like to do is
write it in a more “romantic” era. But I don’t have the knowledge to do that,
which means a bit of work and research. And then again, I wouldn’t WANT to
portray the past eras as dirty and unhygienic (which in reality, they were).
I’d want to portray the rolling hills and green scenery, the towering trees and
fresh air and clear blue skies and sunshine. I want to write about writing
letters instead of texting or emailing, wearing long pretty dresses, reading
from a large library. I want to write about something completely impractical while
still staying practical. Is that too much to ask? I made a list of what I want
to write about, or rather, what I associate with the time I would like to write
about (it’s not a complete list).
A castle
A farm
A beautiful girl
Long flowing dresses
And horses galloping through
fields
Trees blossoming with flowers
And fancy dirt roads
Books bound with leather
And barefoot toes snuggling green
grass
The smell of fresh flowers
And sunshine
And clean air
Strong old men
Women and children
Dogs frolicking and barking
A handsome prince
Birds singing in the tress
A forest tall, wide, and dense
Baths in a trough
And little cottages with gardens
out front
Carriages and wagons
Smocks covered in dirt and soot
Small hand sewn dolls
And rough wooden fences
Candles light the night
And fires provide warmth
Thick homemade bread
And cheese
And milk
