Woodpeckers. I have never seen a woodpecker. It is one of my greatest dreams to see a woodpecker. My son knows this and very kindly lets me know every time he sees one. A cousin of my husband let it be known that he has seen several. Today of all days – rainy, bleary, cold, my husband saw a green woodpecker. In our garden in Cookham. I identified it from his description. I looked it up on Google images. And there it was. Just as he described it. Beautiful red head. I am now green with envy.
This is my first ever blog and already I am showing you one of the worst elements of my character. You. who are you? i am writing into the unknown because it seems to be the thing to do. I teach children about writing for an audience. Yet I do not know who mine is. Is there one? Just one?
Write and let me know. Give me a word – any word – and I will write something related to it. Try me.