#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
Poetry workshop frames the day, my hydrangea poem revision goes to both workshops. It’s much appreciated, and I get clarity about a couple of things to tweak. Happy moments at Farm Pond at end of day before dinner, the boy is swimming to me—really swimming on his own in short, energetic bursts. Eager and confident now. This morning, no swim. I wanted to tackle weeding the shade garden which means also pulling the poison ivy––I’m getting good at it. Tore myself away to go indoors to workshop. I’m excited to finish cleaning this up. I am too tired to be awake writing this tonight. I hope I sleep better tonight.