The first few weeks of November I had the privilege of partaking in a floral creative online writing class offered by Debra Prinzing of Slow Flowers. What a delight. My goal was to improve my overall writing style without losing my fun, life-loving voice. I feel I achieved my goal. Plus I realized I love to take people on a journey with my writing. Here is a poem I wrote about my mental process when the first hard frost of the season takes my blooms. This year, here in Alaska it happened in late September. When the Frost Comes When the frost comes tipping the morning blooms all icy white. I dash out…