#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Beaver at the River

It’s nice to stay asleep until 8. Late for me. Chippie to the river. I see the raindrops on the surface before I see them on my skin. It’s nice. A very light light rain. Tomorrow comes the heavier rain. I ran my Charles River Writers, a prompt on sky, a wonderful response, as usual. Chippie needs to get to the river and back for kicking balls and play time at least three times a day, and four is ideal. I don’t do every turn, but I did three trips today! I am glad we both like the river so much. Israeli group, and then some time for my swim which seems to be happening mid-day more now that Chippie is here. Tonight, early evening, dinnertime, really, a watched a muskrat cross the river. Redwing blackbirds leave the marsh and come to the feeder on the deck. Frank is really using the court. Wave home for chicken soup before bed.