#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Rainy Woodland Violets

This morning, pictures were not my priority. I had the opportunity to walk with a dear friend and be a listener. We walked at a strong pace through the meadows and fields and woods from the Medfield State parking lot with our dogs. It was, of course, rainy and wet, muddy and cool, but it was worth it. After we climbed a hill that overlooks the Charles, in the leaves on the ground, strangely, we looked down and saw a yellow marshmallow bunny, leftover from Easter, presumably, lying face down. My friend picked it up and set it safely on a bed of bright green moss, and, fortunately, none of our rowdy dogs even noticed it. We left the rain drenched bunny to live out her short life in one of the most scenic areas of Metrowest, MA. Soon, I saw the drenched bunch of violets. Today, I am so grateful for all the special friends in my life. Soon after my walk, the plan for my day shifted with a manageable emergency. I had been at my computer, preparing my writing and psychodrama workshop for my presentation on Sunday at the ASGPP conference in Manchester, NH. Tonight I had time to return to my preparations. I’m looking forward to the creative opportunity of sharing this workshop and experiencing all the mysterious discoveries of an experiential workshop using psychodrama and writing. In the meantime, did I mention how much I love my husband and how grateful I am to have his cheerful, hopeful, energetic, kind and loving and wise and bold and courageous and hardworking and funny energy in my life?

Easter leftovers in the rainy woods. Mystery unsolved