#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Tonight toward dusk I took Chippie to the river to see the beaver. They were rowdy, slapping their tails. I was a little nervous for Chip, but he didn’t go in the water. Didn’t seem to know the beaver were there. The moon is waxing and very bright again tonight. Shining on a peaceful, productive day. Wave back to school. I had a long swim in the pool and felt terrific. Poetry workshop. Making some slow progress on some poem revisions. The days lengthening. The day lasting. Into the most cheerful seasons to come.