Well, Hello There

After eating a glorious breakfast of cinnamon buns with Robert in a cramped cafe, Robert went to work and I let the dogs out before making a cup of tea and retreating to my writing room.  After turning on the Keurig I came back outside to let the girls in and they came all the way to the porch before stopping at the steps and looking at me intently.  They wanted a walk and they didn't care about writing poems.  Frankly I wanted to take a walk too, but my rule on writing days is simple.  I give writing my full attention until I am poemed out or have nothing to give.  And then I can goof off.

But today, Rose and Ella simply wouldn't take no for an answer.  So we took a stroll, and naturally we stumbled upon some poetry.