#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

We are all awake early in this house. Well before light. Wave visits our room. I am hoping the great horned owls might sound into the yard again. But then I realize it was too special to be repeated. And that’s how it should be. We are awake so early I get a lot of things done. Winter holiday break behind us. I am managing to get going smoothly in the new year. I have two poems for morning workshop and an afternoon appointment is mis-scheduled and one other I am late for, but it’s okay I get my newsletter sent. Nice having Frank home. It’s so so wintry. That’s January. I love this W.S. Merwin quote from his poem, Sonnet. How it stops me in my tracks. Be here now.