Collecting

Hey lookie, I remembered I have a blog. And since I am doing the Hugo House 30/30 Writing Challenged again this year, it seems like a good time to resurrect it.

One of my favorite writing teachers always encourages us to collect impressions and sensations and images - the quality of light, lists of things that are a certain color, dreams, and all manner of other things. I will have to look up some of the other collections and do some of them this month.

Yesterday's walk home proved to be a gathering, collecting time.

I met two British Mastiffs, Oscar and Franklin. Huge, friendly dogs. I don't remember which dog this statement was about but the owner said, "We are working on his racism. I think he was a police officer in a previous life".

The train station was full of posts and ropes and people saying "This way to the exit". It was pedestrian traffic control that reminded me of Disneyland. 

Coming up out of the station and hearing the roar of the crowds in the stadium. Mr R could also hear the roar of the crowd on his walk home and sent me a text saying "it sounds like a Phoenician just killed a Nubian". A Roman Gladiatorial vibe does waft from a football stadium.

Then there was this sign of the times:

Wish me luck for my month of writing.