Feathers and Shit

The Canada geese hang out on a small stretch of towpath where I walk. The narrow greensward between the path and the water is blanketed with feathers and shit. Once I get past that threshold, the way is pretty clear and the walk is beautiful.  

It's a daily reminder to let go of what needs to be released.

The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 riffs off of a Natalie Goldberg retreat I attended a couple of years ago. We wrote every day from prompts and then shared what we wrote.  This series is my second annual 100 Days of Summer Writing Practice. I'm writing whatever comes to mind and not editing my ideas. So, writing and putting that writing out into the world. Every. Single. Day.