#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Blue Door Way

It was so pretty this morning with a spectacularly clear blue sky before stormy day––tomorrow. I am working on a poem with a blue door, and I saw a blue door in the ice of the wetlands. So so much poetry today, in three workshops, all worthwhile. Broke through some negative thinking. In my morning swim, which came first, I was a bit tired and still I just did my laps. There is some hope in the house for a snow day off from school tomorrow. There is some hope in the house that the snow won’t get in the way of my swim. But there is also hope in the house that there might be enough snow to go for a x country ski with Charlie. When I wake, snow will be falling.