THE LAST HURRAH OF WINTER

The ground is covered with snow that has hardened to ice, but tomorrow is predicted to be the start of winter thaw. I'm looking forward to seeing tulip buds and hyacinths peeking out of the ground and exploring the back garden to see what has survived and what will require my attention. The garden hides her secrets during the winter months and reveals them one by one as the snow melts and the sun rejuvenates the dormant foliage.

It's my daily custom to feed birds and squirrels from a box, hanging on the branch of a birch tree and, occasionally, I am rewarded by the call of a bluejay or cardinal. My office window overlooks the backyard and these small wildlife offerings help brighten the loneliness of a writer's life. 

I've spent the morning catching up on chores and making a To-do list for the week. Here it is early afternoon and I haven't started on my list, but a fresh page awaits my attention. 

I think it's important during the cold months of the year to create a serene space where my creative juices are able to flow and not freeze like the landscape outside my window. I keep cherished knickknacks close by and my pens are stored in a blue china mug on my desk. A framed Monet print of water lilies and a vision board, showcasing cards and photographs of  people and places I love, share one wall, while the other walls are hidden behind white bookshelves crammed with favorite volumes that have all been read several times.

My writing room is constantly changing to accommodate new favorite items that give me pleasure and help to inspire the inner writer in me.

What are some of the things that inspire your writing?