Welcome to ‘Writing with the Seasons,’ a collection of writing prompts, ideas and inspiration that follow the rhythms of the natural world.
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It’s dark. I’m up early and the sky is black. I light a candle and watch the flame dance, enjoy the rose scent rising. A quiet pause before the day begins. The first day of December and the first day of winter in the meteorological calendar.
Outside, time hasn’t halted. The candle flickers while a bin lorry heaves up the road and voices yell. Someone drags a large, awkward suitcase along the pavement. A bus packed with passengers appears, wheezes its doors open, and moves on again.
City life. There’s energy in the morning and not only in this tiny corner of my home.