Happiness is a morning swim. Again, the pool practically empty, and I take home the deep satisfaction of having these lovely laps in my body, mind and spirit. I am working against irritability today. Moon blast above the trees tonight: we all seemed to notice it out of different windows at the same time. Moon that will not be ignored and or taken for granted. This poem by Tony Hoagland is a good poem to go to bed by tonight, under this late September beaming.