It's a foggy morning, where I live. Had to take the dog out for his morning business and decided to take my camera along to snap some pictures of the view from my front porch.
It's mornings like this that make me take a deep breath and let it out in a slow, drawn out sigh. I love these type of days, where my imagination flies away with me. If I let my mind loose, I can see ghosts floating in the mist, hear the whispers of other beings. Perhaps the Sidhe as they travel between the world?
These are the days I'm glad to be a writer. I'm refilled with ideas, my Muse is recharged, and I'm raring to create new stories, new worlds, new peoples.
What recharges you, gives you ideas?