#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Another summer-hot delicious day of weather. Poetry critique this morning, very stimulating, helpful, satisfying. Everybody home for dinner tonight, around the round table, Frank made snow crab, a treat, and corn on the cob, a feast and we all got to share what we did with our Labor Day weekend. After dinner, the yard, the boy and me, it’s getting dark, we are looking for fairies. In the pine grove, I see some animal scat. Bear? I get Franci and Frank to come out for their opinion: coyote. Then I get to read four books before bed. It’s so nice to have everyone home.