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*this* John W. Hays’ take on things and experiences

Writers Know

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Writers know what it’s like to experience a brilliant barrage of thoughts while toiling away on some repetitive task, mentally composing a compelling essay of significant import, only to find it all has collapsed into simple drivel when finally seated with pen in hand or keyboard at the ready.

This morning, all I have left to offer you from yesterday’s hours of impressive insights are a few wisps of assurance that it likely would have been good reading, if I had captured the words in the moment. To my good pleasure, it did serve to entertain me while I muscled my way down our fence line, a foot at a time, cutting down the growth of grass and weeds that were swallowing the bottom wire and posts.

It’s possible that a key point in the evaporation of the wise and witty dialogue that was rolling along in my head occurred when I paused for a post-lunch rest in the hammock.

I remember gazing up at the spectacular old maple from which I was suspended and snapping a picture. Shortly after that, my consciousness was swallowed by a nap. Not just any nap, but the unrivaled bliss of the summer afternoon slumber in the weightlessness of fabric hanging between two glorious trees.

Yesterday’s mental essay? You’ll have to trust me on its brilliance. If it was all that worthy, I figure it will show up again someday when I am prepared to adequately capture it.

I’ll keep my eye out for it.

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Written by johnwhays

August 13, 2017 at 10:01 am

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  1. John, I enjoy your writings about rural life…liked seeing your sibling picture. Tell mary Hi- she was the first babysitter I ever trusted for Will, who is now a Navy Seal-let her know that it was probably her influence in that:)

    Jill Holte Weldin

    August 13, 2017 at 8:09 pm


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