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Endangered Species Day & Poetry Friday: There Is Hope
Often my love of nature leads to poetry. Today’s post offers an informative example.
It’s Poetry Friday and Janice Scully is our host. Please visit her blog for more poetry links and a place to leave your own word creations if you so desire. Thanks for hosting, Janice!
At 10 am Central Time (Chicago) on a Friday morning in Wisconsin, I am again probably one of the last to post for Poetry Friday. By now I believe I will never get the hang of posting for Poetry Friday on Thursday (which is Friday for our poetry friends in other parts of the world). So be it.
As my son says, you do you, mom.
It is a drab day here in Wisconsin. The high is only supposed to be 51 degrees. But, the leaves have come out and we are surrounded by green in our forest home. Our summer project is to build a 2-story, 3-car garage here at the cabin. This entails some of the trees being cut down at the building site. There are many times more trees left than we cut, so there is not a problem. In truth, the forest needed some thinning. There was a lot of debris and dead wood from years of inattentiveness.
Drab days are good for writing. I wrote yesterday on my Medium.com page about how I plan to change up my writing — blogging…
