#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

It’s quiet. The rooster voice is asleep beside me. All are asleep. Frank goes to his meeting. I go for a long walk along State Beach in bright sunshine and a pleasant wind. I am remembering taking Charlie on this walk on previous visits. Missing him, and Suzi too, who loved it here as much as we do. There is a special magic of this trip. Being relaxed and in synch with each other. I walk for five miles and I am happy. I have poems ready for Monday and Tuesday workshop. Let the wind blow the warm air and stir up memories of summer happiness to relive. And let new memories be made. The beach roses and butterfly weed blow happily in the strong breeze and I have only to realize how much happiness can be in simple moments. I had an image accepted by a journal today—one from my trip to Los Angeles in March that I caught in an early morning while waiting for the coffee shop to open. Lucky moment.