M over at secret notebooks, wild pages, has started this great new activity that we will be participating in.
The instructions are:
Grab the nearest book.
Turn to page 56.
Find the fifth sentence. Write it down.
Write down the next two to five sentences.
Post it on your blog...then go tag five others.
So here is mine:
Not even hound to scold.
We wait because at least we wait among what's left of us, our beads and thimbles.
Quilts. Our widow's weeds.
Out there beyond the last ridge, what waits?
This is taken from the poem: Shelton Laurel Diary: by Kathryn Stripling Byer which is from the Anthology: Birthed From Scorched Hearts, edited by Marijo Moore.
OK! Now, I'm tagging:
Breathe as Me
Red or Grey
What possessed me
And in an effort to get Rowena back to the blog world....
Have fun! I can't wait to read them!