A writer is someone who writes. Well, what do you know? Just like everything else in life, writing, at least doing it well, requires thousands of hours of focused practice. Sure talent and luck have their roles, but “practice, practice, practice!” will make good writing second nature. At least that is my hope.
So from this point forward, I’d like to practice writing. Every day. For an year and maybe more. This blog will be my daily notebook. I want to write about my children and about playing with them in nature, about cooking with them and making art with them. I want my children to feel connected to people and places. I want them to feel and understand their connection to the earth. From this deep-rooted connection, my hope is that they will love and respect nature and the earth… forever.
Too many children are growing up these days without touching the earth, without feeling rain on their faces, without hearing birds’ songs, tasting nectar from flowers. I don’t want my children to miss out on this type of intimacy with nature. It’s what makes us feel alive. So I want to write about the things I do with my children to fulfill this little wish I have for my children–for them to be close with nature and for them to be immersed in anything and everything that speaks to culture (art, good food,…). Let’s see where this takes me.
To respect the privacy of family members and friends, I use fictitious names.
