#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Splash of Spring Graffiti, Charles River Bridge

Spring in the dark morning. The great horned owl’s hoot startles Chip. And then the barred owl too. It’s too early. 4:00 a.m., but the owls make it worth it. I tried to get Frank to wake up. He was straight out. So I went. Only later I found out I had slept through Frank’s 3:00 a.m. Chip call. Well, he was totally off schedule. Sun out in the afternoon. All day worked on the manuscript ordering and tweaking. Printed it twice. Felt the strength of it. A solid manuscript and I’m proud of it. Next week it will start to go out. I found the right title, finally, for a poem that has been re-titled many times. I got a very long much needed nap as well. Kids came and we played pickle under the lights in the spring cool dark. Please please please Chippy have a good night’s sleep.