The House
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This is Marcia’s “describe the house” exercise. Can anyone guess what characteristic she’s trying to convey?
The house spoke to my heart. I saw the opened windows inhaling then exhaling the salty breezes from the ocean.
The soft curtains were gently swaying in and out with each pulsation of the wind. The hanging boxes showed a profusion of red and white colors. I couldn’t smell the aroma of those flowers but knew it would be there. As I got closer, I could smell some bread baking. The melodious sounds of music I heard from within, reminded me of the massage I had experienced yesterday. I was home.
The soft curtains were gently swaying in and out with each pulsation of the wind. The hanging boxes showed a profusion of red and white colors. I couldn’t smell the aroma of those flowers but knew it would be there. As I got closer, I could smell some bread baking. The melodious sounds of music I heard from within, reminded me of the massage I had experienced yesterday. I was home.
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lottadalatte says:
relaxed? serene?
Marcia says:
Bingo!