I have been neglecting this blog of late. And the longer I leave it, the harder it becomes to start again. Thoughts back up. Words get stuck. Half-formed posts clog up both my drafts folder and my mind. Where to begin?
Well, anywhere will do really. The important part is simply beginning. Once the writing starts flowing then, and only then, can it be channelled.
With this in mind I grabbed my free half hour by the scruff of its neck and opened up WordPress, determined to publish a post. It opened on my reader and my attention was caught by the Daily Post Challenge prompt for today: Through the Window. It reads: ‘Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.’
And so I did. This is what I saw.
It was a little after 6pm and the sun was setting over the mountains. The light was, as it so often is, truly beautiful. Living here, high above the sea and facing south to big mountains, is like having a grandstand seat in a nightly pyrotechnics display. The mundanities of daily life may get in the way and I may forget to raise my head from tasks and chores but then, every so often, a shaft of light will strike through to the centre of the living room, catching my eye and drawing me, irresistibly, to the window.
The light is always different but it never fails to take my breath away. It never fails to inspire awe in me. It never fails to inspire.
I could tell you about how this view encapsulates so many of the reasons why we chose to live where we do, in this somewhat strange yet terribly beautiful remote hilltop hamlet. The mountains – our playground as climbers – feature strongly. The lack of light pollution or of visible metropolises tells of the calm we sought. The snow in the distance, absent in the foreground illustrates the softening influence of the nearby sea – our other playground, as surfers.
And all of this would be true. But the largest, simplest truth, is the light. That intangible, magical quality that resonated deep within us when we first drove up this valley in the real estate agent’s car. That is why we are here. That is why I love this view.
This is what I see through the window.