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I used this picture with a poem earlier in the week, but the daffodils are so pretty, I thought I'd share it again. A poet blogger, Michelle Barnes, at Today's Little Ditty often gives a prompt for which we are to respond in only five words. This time the prompt was what poetry means to us personally. My response: "A poet's words linger longer." You can read the rest of the answers here. I'm celebrating April-Poetry Month!
On Sunday, I was invited to help celebrate the life of my daughter's family's cat, LeRoc, whom I wrote about a few weeks ago. A beloved pet, she is so missed. My granddaughter, Ingrid, requested a funeral, so we carried the chairs to the front lawn, and each shared some words about LeRoc, a poem, some special things we will remember. Then we spread her ashes where they will mingle with the grass, and help it grow this spring. Words are not enough to show how much this meant to Ingrid, to plan it and for us to help her carry out her wishes.
I caught up with housecleaning on Monday and that felt good, also wonderful to open the windows and invite fresh air in.
All the rest of the week I had good meetings with colleagues, making plans, discussing different challenges with students, trying to figure out best approaches to some direct teaching.
I taught a fib poetry session to some 7 and 8 year olds. I've worked with them before and they have written lots of poetry, so were very ready to write more!
Wednesday, I awoke with some gum/tooth pain. Helped with ibuprofen, I ignored it. Thursday, still there, I could ignore it no longer. The short version is I taught the poetry, went to my dentist, and ended up at an endodontist for the beginning session of a root canal. Ugh, but! I will be working full time starting next week, helping a fellow teacher, and I certainly won't have time for a medical problem. I'm fine, a little tired, and am celebrating that I didn't procrastinate. I wanted to! So happy I didn't.
Friday I had some great talks with colleagues, came home a little early and napped in the late afternoon. I needed it.
Saturday - today- will be a wonderful day and I plan to take a long walk, because. . .
Tomorrow-the last of winter? There is a snowstorm headed in for Saturday night and all day Sunday. Is it the last? I will celebrate with staying in and being cozy, then going to dinner with my daughter, son-in-law and two grand girls! It is Ingrid's fifth birthday on Monday! Doesn't that sound old?
Have a wonderful week next week. I hope you'll have much to celebrate!
And, do remember the Progressive Poem hosted by Irene Latham at Live Your Poem! The list and links are on the sidebar. Tabatha Yeatts is sharing the next line today.