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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 - Advanced)
Topic: Green (10/22/09)
Brown. Everywhere. Oh, there are a few whitish mounds here and there in shadowy corners where the sun hasn’t hit the recent snow. But sitting and staring out this window, it seems a bleak world.

The orange and red leaves are gone. The golden corn has been cut and taken away. Soybean fields are now bare. The brown goes on and on, rolling with the hills. The sky seems to glow with a bluish gray, but it’s mostly gray under the clouds. I can smell snow in the air.

I sigh as I let the curtain fall back into place. My eyes are not finding what they want to see. Not today. Not for several months. My gaze longs to see the green of the countryside once more. But every year, winter robs the land of the beautiful shades of emerald.

Curling up on the couch, I pull the fleece blanket up to my chin. It’s cozy with the warmth spilling from the fireplace. But I’d rather have the sun’s warmth.

It’s days like these that all I want is just a speck, just a glimpse of green to renew my hope. All I ask is for a narrow blade of grass that has braved the sunless days. Perhaps a leaf that fell before drying out, that still holds a spark of savory lushness.

As my mind begins to tire, so do my eyes and I am quickly overtaken by the vivid imagery of my dreams. Rolling hills with waves of green grass drift through my subconscious. I see trees, brimming with leaves lifted heavenward. My nose tingles with the scent of a freshly cut lawn. My toes anxiously await my stroll through the soft carpet of green...

I awake with a start and find myself still bundled under my blanket on the couch. The fire has begun to die.

But even though my heart has filled with complaints of the drab season, I smile in spite of it. For I know my dreams will be a reality again...someday. Winter never lasts forever. I will see my green again. And I will rejoice in the season of life my God will grant me.
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Allen Stark
10/29/09
Your word pictures and narration captured the thoughts of this not as yet acclimated Californian to his roots here in the Midwest. Many of us can relate.
Ruth Brown
11/01/09
I liked it. Great descriptions and real feeling.
Colin Swann
11/02/09
This is a beautiful dreamy story which I have thoroughly enjoyed. Thanks

Colin