#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Another cooler. breezy day and everything is soaked from yesterday’s rain. Green. Doors flung open. I give Chippie his long-lasting treat so I can work a bit. I revisit yesterday’s poem. All day i go back to it. I think it’s coming together. I will have it ready for Monday workshop. I also leap into an idea I have for a special surprise for Franci and Will at the wedding that involves lots and lots of photos and I get involved and get lost in that project for a couple of hours and it’s special and I’m happy. i get it done. I get weeding done. I get lots of other things done and a good conversation with Frank and we also play pickle with Franci and Will and beat them for once, thee games to two. Then dinner here at home. It’s a sweet sense, thinking about next week, the momentous occasion. Ah, it will be over so soon!