#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

My wood chips

Such a quiet house. Soon the tree guys arrive and I go out to see how the job is going. It’s their last day. Many of my brush piles have been chipped and moved to big piles where Frank and I will use them for various things. Quite a mountain of chips. I’m happy with the work they are doing, cleaning my massive brush piles, removing dead branches and dead trees. Less hot today. I go for my swim and there is sun fighting the clouds. A busy pool and a nice swim. I’m determined to go home and put the air conditioning on in the quiet office and work on poems, and that is what I do. I make some progress I feel good about and then take a break for lunch. In the afternoon I pick Wave up from school with my youngest. We have a plan for the pool Pizza, a movie after dinner. All the right treats for a Friday when he is waiting for his mother to get home.