A roadtrip in the country last weekend, however, supplied ample inspiration for other projects.
Here's a piece of one such endeavor, sparked by this photo I took on my Sunday drive.
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I plant my foot on the ground. A cloud of dust curls upward, leaving a heavy layer of earth on the toes of my boots.
"I don't think you should do this." His voice sounds out-of-place, like a wrong note in the symphony of nature.
I shield my eyes, squinting as I raise my face to him; he's no more than a shadow against the backlight of the afternoon sun.
My response lodges in the back of my throat: He told me I have to. I turn my back. Heat rises from the sleek coat of my mare as I gather her reins and hand them over.
Forcing a rough breath, I ignore the squeal of the rusty hinge as the door sways in the wind.
"Promise you won't leave me here?"
His gelding stamps and grunts, nuzzling the neck of my horse. He leans forward, patting the animal as he says, "I promise."
I know it's a lie.
Have you been inspired recently?