Happy Mothers Day

When Frank and Max started asking me what I wanted for Mothers Day, I had a hard time coming up with a suggestion. There really isn't anything I need and Sundays are busy days for us already. I really didn't feel like trying to cram a fancy lunch into our schedule and breakfast in bed is definitely not my style!

So I asked them for something that had been in short supply around here the last few weeks: an afternoon of family time, just the three of us doing something together. And that is what I got today!

After lunch, we wandered around my favorite nursery, Shades of Green. They are celebrating their anniversary so there was music and lemonade and ice cream.

I bought some new herbs for the kitchen garden and fantasized about handcrafted windchimes.

Then we played a game together which is by far one of my favorite ways to while away a Sunday afternoon even if I didn't win a single hand!

Frank is grilling hamburgers in the backyard as I write this.

I could not have asked for a better day.

Dreaming the Full Super Moon

I Wrote a Poem Every Day in April

So, I wrote a poem every day (except for two of the days we were caught up in the state robotics competition) in April to celebrate National Poetry Month.

In case you are new, I posted them here.

I did it because writing a poem every day is a pretty cool discipline - a good way to stretch some creative muscles that were getting a little flabby and also for this:

What you see there are the pages of rough sketches I did for the little snippets I eventually posted online. Ninety percent of those pages have writing on both sides. That, my friends, is a nice-sized pile of raw poetry material to noodle around with in the next few months. Between these notes and the bits I put online I'd be willing to bet there are several juicy poems worth of images and ideas.

I'm glad I did it. Most days, it was a lot of fun.


So, thank you for reading along. If you'd like to weigh in on what you liked best, I am always happy to have your comments.

National Poetry Month: Day Thirty

Okay, here you go - today's poem.

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Nine

Here is today's poem.

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Eight

Absolutely & Utterly the Best Part of My Day

Oh, and there was a poem too.

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Seven

We finally saw The Hunger Games today. It was intense. Oh, and there was a poem too.

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Six

Here is the poem for today.

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Five

Here is the frenzied scribbling for today. (I was obviously influenced by yesterday's sausage.)

National Poetry Month: Day Twenty Four

A poem for today.