SOLSC – 21/16

A single bumble beeĀ 

hovering over its flower

it had no worries about Mother Nature

and all of her power

The warning of a snow storm

haunted all of human kind

but pollen was the only thought

in the little bumble bee’s mindĀ 

Fly away

fly away while its warm

fly away now

before the winter storm

SOLSC – 20/31

The cloudless blue sky met the green grass in such a way that I couldn’t help myself but to gravitate towards the door. I quickly stepped out into the light in hopes that the sun’s rays would be enough to warm my chilly skin. Much to my dismay, I was met with the same cool air from last week. As tempting as it was to flee from the unwelcoming breeze, I forced myself to venture further from the shaded porch. Still nothing. I gave the yard once last glance and was about to head back into the comfort of the house when something caught my eye. Whipping my head back around, I noticed the small cluster of colors sprouting out of the garden. The chilling air that had blanketed itself around my body seemed to vanish as I rushed out to investigate. Sure enough, three clusters of flowers showing off magnificent shades of purple had popped out of the ground, daring to brave the weather. I ran back inside to my parent’s room, ignoring the questioning look I earned from my youngest brother. After knocking on their door, I quickly barged into the room to share the news. Spring had finally arrived.

SOLSC – 19/31

The decision itself caused me just as much pain as my burning throat. Missing dance performances really is never an option for me, but as I continued to feel worse and worse, I knew dancing would just make me feel awful. So as not to upset my stomach again, I gently repositioned myself and instantly fell back asleep.

SOLSC – 18/31

The sun begins to fall, darkness seeming to cave in. Bountiful leaps are shown as we try to reach the dark clouds. As we propel ourselves to the sky on the trampoline, we can’t help but notice our shoes shining bright against the dark surface as if they were the moon themselves. A single camera flashes and illuminates what has now become pitch dark, revealing where our moons of shoes glow. We desperately attempt to capture the moment before it passes as quickly as the sinking sun had set only minutes ago. Our laughing smiles seem to twinkle like the stars barely showing above. As we attemp one last picture of our laughter as we lay sprawled across the trampoline, the phone’s light died just as quickly as the sun did before. With that we spring back to the house, just as though the sun had sprung back up again.

note*

I had no clue what to do for my slice today so I asked my friend for some help. Taylor and I ended up taking turns writing sentences so I can’t really take full credit.

SOLSC – 17/31

Five performances. We cherished the long car rides in between dance locations, utilizing the time to rest our tired, aching bodies. I could feel my energy leaving me as the day went on. The steps got harder, my shoes got heavier. The music seemed faster and even the simplest of moves seemed daunting. None the less, we made it through the day. The smiles on people’s faces as we mustered up our last bits of energy made it worth it.

SOLSC – 16/31

As soon as Cadin got the crate unlocked, my aunt and uncle’s energetic puppy came barreling out towards us, a blur of moving legs and brown fur. She jumped up to lick my face and hands, greeting me the way all puppies do.

“Come on Winnie,” Cadin called impatiently from the door.

Before I could even blink an eye, the young lab had already left my side and was racing out the door. We followed her down the stairs, away from the warm house serving as protection from the wind. Winnie quickly did her business and then ran around the yard, chasing the sticks we would throw for her. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, her eyes wide with joy.

Too soon the bitter wind got to be too much to bare. We cut the puppy’s play time short, running back to the shelter of the house. As we locked Winnie back up in her crate, she stared at us with big, sad puppy dog eyes. I ignored her and turned around to head back home. Guilt washed over me, but I did my best not to look back. I knew if I did then I would just be suckered into to letting her back out, and I unfortunately had too much stuff to do to be guilted into playing outside with Winnie.

SOLSC – 15/31

My dad and I lounge on the couch, listening to old songs off of google play. Words to the silly songs by Peter, Paul, and Mommy and Tom Chapin are still imprinted to our brains as if it hasn’t been years since we’ve last heard them.

I glance over at my youngest brother who is playing the Wii U, tuning out the music that shaped my childhood. It seems so strange, sad in fact, that he has never heard these songs that are stuck so firmly in my head. I can still remember the emotions tied to the music, the strange sadness accompanied with one of my favorites, The Marvelous Toy. It seemed so sad to my younger self’s brain that he never quite knew what his toy was.

We play another song, singing along and laughing at the strange lyrics. I realize how much I loved the days where we sat in the car, singing along to CDs. Those days were so simple and fun, the only concern was if Peter, Paul, and Mommy ever found out what their “marvelous toy” was. Such simple joy washes over us now as we continue to search google play, finding more and more old favorite songs and memories.

SOLSC – 14/31

Exhaustion drags my body down.

The church retreat and my dance performance made for a long day.

How I long to finally fall asleep and rest my tired body.

SOLSC – 13/31

I can feel the stress of my makeup work starting to catch up to me. Tomorrow I won’t be at school so I got my work in advance. Now as I sit at the table, trying to comprehend what my math book is even saying. Each time someone interrupts me I grow more and more frustrated. Fighting breaks out and I grab my bag and move to my room, trying to avoid other responsibilities until I can finish my homework. I study the math problem again and it suddenly clicks. The answer I was searching for was so painfully obvious. My anger begins to melt away as I finish up my math and move on to English. As I wrap my homework up an hour or so later, guilt starts to weigh over me as I begin to regret some of the nasty things I said early under the pressure of stress. I decide to go back downstairs, hoping any fighting didn’t do permanent damage. Brief words are exchanged and I am sent off to finish the work I was avoiding earlier. Talking feels awkward though as I am unsure whether it is anger still hanging in the air, or if it could be remorse. Hoping for the latter, I decide that by morning the fighting and stress would be forgotten, and apologies and forgiveness could be given.

SOLSC – 12/31

Mud squished under our feet as we walked along the path, searching for a good spot for our fort. The ground was still covered in a blanket of brown leaves from last fall, littered with twigs and branches that were snapped off of trees. We only searched for a few minutes before heading back up the muddy path to ask how far back into the woods that we could go. Soon we made it to the house only to be informed that I had to get ready for dance. My brother instantly got a sad look on his face. I turned to him and promised we could go back outside when I got home. We quickly exchanged pinky promises before I ran upstairs to get ready.