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The Walk #SOL20 #SOLSC20

Today’s slice was inspired by the photographic slices of Two Writing Teachers co-author, Kelsey Corter. Kelsey often slices almost entirely in photos on her blog, life, in slices, leaving images to tell the story of a small moment. 

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Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.

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A scary Slice in three parts #SOL19

Warning: some images are not for the faint of heart

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leaf litter claw scratches cause one to pause

Bear scat

adjacent calling card announces recent visit

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uphill drumlin scan reveals erratics and a pounding heart

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Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here each Tuesday and every day in March. Won’t you join us? My OLW for 2020 is CREATE. I’m looking forward to nudging myself to create new and different things this year, such as this SLICE using images and very few words to capture experience and emotion.

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Searching for Fairies #SOLC19

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Everyone hide! She’s coming!

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The snowshoes are always in the back of her car nowadays. I guess she loves her Christmas present.

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Why does she have to come here, though, to Fairyland Pond? She has a snow day — her first of the year, I might add — so she could have gone anywhere.

Come Hither Fairies

She wants to see us, that’s why. She loves fairies and even wrote a poem about us once. Remember?

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Perhaps she’ll follow the Emerson-Thoreau Amble into Hapgood Forest instead of circling the pond. Not a soul in sight this afternoon.

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Remember when Henry used to walk through the forest with Louisa May and her sisters on berry picking excursions? He wrote about us in three beautiful poems and loved to bring the neighborhood children to places where they could meet us. Those were the days!

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She’s circling the pond! Fairies beware! Make haste!

We’re hiding! Don’t betray us, Chickadees! An icy chill is in the air.

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I sure hope she doesn’t look up!

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I think she’s gone, everyone. It’s safe to come out.

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This post is part of the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. Join us! It’s my third year of slicing in the challenge and I’m looking forward to writing and learning along with all of you.

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