I’m still reading Frida’s diary and still finding in it gems and inspiration. The result: There’s a found poem series progressing on the front porch now, word images from the diary replacing one another, walking a tentative path forward toward whatever comes next. Here are the latest two. More are likely to come as I continue to savor this beautiful book.

I write this while waiting for my morning coffee to brew before heading to my desk for a day of work. Today I’m grateful for:

• Coffee
• The quiet of morning
• Warmer weather, even though it means muddy paws
• Frida’s diary
• Sunshine!