Morning Walk Again

Another walk this a.m., through the dew. I know I'm sort of repeating myself, but here are more tries at the perfect sunflower and I continue to be fascinated by the dew and sunlight on the grasses.

All enrolled for grad school - at a "get acquainted" back to school gathering last night at a professor's home, I met tons of grad students, and my professor for the upcoming grad level creative writing poetry class. Now, I haven't written a poem. Ever. But I've asked for growth in my creative writing process and this will be sink or swim. Do or die. Put up or shut up. (Platitudes, anyone?) When I said that to the professor last night, she said "we won't let you sink."