Her retreat from the world. Two days hike from civilization – park trail head – cabin overlooked a pristine lake. So clear, she saw the stony bottom; prismatic image of her legs and feet. No cell phone connection, no electricity, no intrusions. She hiked in with the essentials then foraged for the rest. Wood fire to delight, light and keep warm. Her secret, silence space where she wrote. Pen and paper. Visceral, feral, straight from her subconscious. Nights of starscapes; days of whispering pines. She emerged, two weeks later, another best seller in her backpack; nature’s grace in her heart. (100)

For 100 Word Wednesday, week 7 hosted by Bikurgurl. Thanks for another great image prompt!

© Lorraine

Image Credit: Olivier Guillard

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