NovDoodle and Junegrass in the Meadow

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem, and a doodle. Today my story for National Novel Writing Month: NaNoWriMo included the magic of the Junegrass which Angie carries in a velvet pouch from her grandmother — a grass with seeds the color of twilight- a light purple that nods a greeting to the ebb and flow of light and dark and as such is a powerful spirit for easing the balance of the two, from one to the other.

I searched for images in the public domain to help me visualize its lacy and delicate fronds waving in a breeze in a mountain meadow. And then in my Google Photos I searched for “grasses” and there from July of 2019, I found my own image of a meadow in the mountains from a drive that day around the mountains of Conconully. I’m not sure we were in the state park— but there were remote campgrounds in the area of the road we followed that day on a whim, leading us to this beautiful mountain meadow of multi-colored wildflowers, and what I call “Junegrass.” Enjoy the view!

Junegrass in the Meadow

Junegrass fronds in the meadow lean
With wildflowers many in the breeze,
With lacy tufts, soft purple seeds,
Ready feed for creatures many,
Dinner ready, always plenty.

Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography

November Doodle

My CLmooc friends doodle every day. During November, my doodles will usually be from the writing for National Novel Writing Month: NaNoWriMo.

This year, my story So Says the River continues as the characters search for the dragons that help keep the balance among the many worlds. A new sighting and event had occurred, but what does it mean?

Excerpt: unedited first drafts—

From the pocket of her flowered dress, Grandma Rose pulled out this pouch, so unusual in that it was not colored in lovely yellow or blue or green as I would have expected, but instead was velvet as black as a moonless night. Embroidered on one side was a single teal petal in front of one yellow stamen, both surrounded by a dashed light purple circle.

I let my fingers enjoy the softness of the black velvet and traced the embroidery of the emblem. The teal petal, me. The yellow stamen, a pixie and light. And the light purple dashes? Looking closer I could see they were seeds— the seeds of the Junegrass

Excerpt From
So Says the River E2 /So Says the Dragon
Sheri Edwards
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