For some reason I keep having this dream. It serves as the inspiration for my blog’s name.
There is a single tree in a field, preferably a wheat or corn field. The day is clear, sunny and warm, probably in late July or August. And yours truly is sitting under the tree, by himself, just pondering things. Sometimes I’m in a folding chair with a book, sometimes I’m just by myself.
Trinity and I found a couple of candidates for an actual model for the Pondering Tree a few weeks back. I finally got around to snapping a couple of shots. Here they are.
Tree Number One is above.
Tree Number Two is below.
So, which is it?
And oddly enough, it finally struck me that The Pondering Tree is an ideal story title. The story came to me earlier today. I’ll have to get some scribbling down for it tomorrow.
So it goes.
Steven Francis Murphy
Author of The Limb Knitter and Tearing Down Tuesday
North Kansas City, Missouri