The assignment was to spend some time in nature and write something — anything — that nature inspired. I don’t like bugs or itchy grass on my feet or West Nile virus or Lyme disease. I confess, except for taking a nice walk or sitting in the sunshine or swimming in summer, I kind of hate the outdoors. Still, I completed the assignment… in my own special way.
“Carl! Where have you been? I’ve been dodging giants and flashes all afternoon. And you were off playing with your cousins, weren’t you?”
“No! I was hunting. Linda, I found our new home.”
“What? We have to move? We have to leave the city?”
“Trust me. This place is perfect. It’s acorn heaven!”
“I don’t know, Carl. What if it’s… boring?”
“Linda. It is not boring.”
“What about the giants?”
“Only two of them. And two smaller ones. That’s all!” He shared an acorn with his love. “We would never run out.”
“But surely we wouldn’t be the only ones collecting food…?”
“No, but acorns are everywhere. More than we will ever need. And we’ll have friends. Real ones. Not just the ones that show up at the park one day, hate the flashes and giants, and never return.”
“It does sound nice.” Linda nibbled on her acorn.
“You’ll love it. Only the smallest giant tried to chase me. We’ll be safe. And happy. And we’ll finally have a real home.”
And they left the city for tree-filled suburbia. And they were happy.
Until they had to cross the street.
~Writing 101: day 10