Sunday, 1 November 2015

New Writing of the Month for November ~ Our Slumbering Oak Tree

'There was an area of my village where a tall and ancient oak tree slept. As far back as anyone could remember the tree had leaned and so it was always known as the slumbering oak. It stood next to the church which was just as ancient.

Our slumbering oak had a wonderful atmosphere, its gift was that whenever the sun shone - and no matter from which direction - it would illuminate the oak tree casting its shadow on the wall of the church. In summer with its amber sunlight, the leaves bowing and turning in the breeze it turned the church wall into a silhouette of a fairy-tale wood. 

All the children would come and stare in amazement at the scene, pointing out running rabbits and stalking wolves. A woman running with a stolen crown - then the scene would turn to rippling water as the breeze took hold and a new scene would play;  two children hand in hand carrying baskets, then a fluttering of snow and ice as a bear with her cubs ambled across the wall.

It delighted children for generations. Sometimes when the sun had set and the moon was at its brightest more scenes would play out unseen in silvers and whites. A couple sneaking away to keep their forbidden love a secret;  broken glass shattering and cutting the shadowy leaves. A woman, perhaps the one that stole the crown in the daytime, returned with a crown all of her own holding her hands towards the tree suddenly knowing she could be seen.  A cloud would cover the moon, blacking out the scene and the night would turn eerie and heavy. 

Many times churches where built upon places of old faiths and they in turn chose that spot for a reason. Our slumbering oak and the church where older than anyone knew. How old the magic was that they rested upon would probably never be known.'

Hello everyone and welcome to November! 

It's now time for dark nights, morning frosts and a multi-coloured display of falling leaves. I just love everything about Autumn! 

I hope you all had a lovely time yesterday if you celebrated Halloween, for all the effort Carl put into decorating the front garden we only had two Trick or Treaters! It's not all bad - it means there's a lot of leftover sweets that Carl is slowly munching through. I did get to carve some bats into a pumpkin and Carl did a Jack Skellington design on one :) 

I was inspired to write 'Our Slumbering Oak Tree' while watching the silhouettes of trees on the side of a building. To me, as a mad writer, it seemed magical - some parts flowed like water while others stayed the same and like cloud watching I could see many different shapes and images. I even took a photo! Anyway I hope you enjoyed it.

Happy Sunday 

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