Good morning from the lakeside deck ~
Our temperatures here dropped to freezing last night and I’m hoping it didn’t cut the flowers back for spring.
I have lots of work to get accomplished today ~ hoping and praying for focus.
My morning write ~
For the rolling fog
Over placid cold waters
For the sun to tip its head
Over dampened brown earth
For the frozen air to stir
Over warming chimney smoke
As I breathe out warm moist air
Over this fine sunshine day
While I stand here
My soul laying out among the mist
Over silent prayers of mercy & grace
Writing Note: Something that stood out for me in reading Walt Whitman’s poem, Starting From Paumanok ~
“I stand in my place with my own day here”. I feel this is so true for me living here on Lake Ann! Blessed!