Story Wrestling

I’ve been story wrestling, figuring out where the bits fit into place around each other, walking on my treadmill while I think and read and work. While I walk I’ve seen the neighbourhood bunny doing his (her?) rounds every morning, nibbling on my just-emerging irises. Now the pear tree outside my office window is coming into bloom. It all makes the wrestling easier, adding a layer of joy to my day.

Maureen