#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

After a walk in the woods reconnecting with a dear friend, I go to the weeds and pull, pull, pull.

Arms ache. Hips ache. 

I bought many perennials. Tomorrow I plant. 

Before I walked, Charlie woke me early and I revised my poem to satisfaction. 

Now, to sleep.

Charles River

All photos and text ©Kelly DuMar