#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
Quite a spectacle of moon tonight over the river for my homecoming. Up early, not too early, quickly out of the hotel, to airport, easy with my daughter. We have had so many successful trips in the last few months together. Very few conflicts. One this trip, quickly solved. Two adult women being grown ups together. Able to listen, able to go deeper. Able to have difficult conversations, and then transition to having a good time. Enjoying each other’s company. I’m very grateful. On the way home from airport this afternoon my youngest daughter calls. She’ll grab our suits and goggles and caps and meet us at the pond. It’s in the high 70’s. We’ll have a homecoming swim at Farm Pond. Perri doesn’t want to go that far. Fine. Franci says we’ll cross the lake to the pump house. Fine. The beach is busy. The lake is reflecting the lovely red of the autumn foliage. It’s cold for the plunge, and then fine. I comfortably cross the lake in the cool water. At the pump house, the sun has been beating on the surface of water all day and it’s warm. No sign of Franci. I turn toward the beach and swim across again. She’s on the beach. She didn’t go to the pump house after all but had a nice swim. We chat all the way home. A wedding to plan. She has been busy with it and I’m eager to hear all her ideas and research. So glad to be home. The conference was worth attending. I presented my Putting Grandmothers on the Page Writing workshop and it went very well. Perri came. She liked it a lot. She wrote about my mother and we laughed afterwards when she told me what came up. I appreciated her insights, as poignant and funny as they were. And the workshops and keynotes I attended were excellent. So inspiring. My tribe of transformative language artists. And I received an award: Transformative Language Artist of the Year. I continue revising the manuscript poems from the beginning of when I started. Most are better and more done than I realized. I have a poem ready for workshop tomorrow morning, and even two ready for Tuesday. Bunnies and chipmunks all over the yard in the early evening when I went to water a few things. Hydrangea still in bloom. Windows open. October in the pond and the moon up there for all of us. For all of us, a share.