Originally uploaded by greeningwood
It’s wild iris season here in our part of Oregon. These little flowers are truly amazing to me. They’ve been out for a couple of weeks now, but there was a wild iris explosion in our neighborhood over the weekend during the warm weather.
On other fronts, I’m reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book Eat, Pray, Love along with millions of other people. I’m finding not only her story, but her writing itself inspirational. Her conversational writing style is compelling and honest. I feel like I’m taking her journey of transformation with her and, while I’m sure many readers long for her spiritual journey, I long to relate mine in a similarly readable way.
If I could write the way she writes, I’d be able to tell you how fun it was to walk the dog tonight along the road lined with wild iris. I’d tell you how I fell in love with Oregon all over again just seeing how they’d multiplied themselves over the past few days. I’d tell you how I’d thanked God for leading me on a path that brought me home to these flowers and their neighbors. I’d be able to describe in a tangible way how cool the air was and how it even smelled green outside tonight. Well, I’ll keep on watching and writing; in time I’ll find the story I’m called to tell.
