Good morning fellow writers. It is great to be in the world and solving problems such as, where did I leave my notes on my poems
or what is the subject of the new Spring poem?
I find that working with words is harder than practicing thoughts. The good news is , I have slowed down in my typing to catch some of the errors.
Today, the weather is cloudy and rain is expected. I feel the light breeze caressing the hairs on the back of my neck. Hearing the spring bird courting melodies interweaving to awaken spring.
I struggle to think of the season while new thoughts and connections stream through my memory.
So I will gather my thoughts and string them into a tale.