I am pleased to report that I have continued to be successful in my daily journaling course and my daily poetry writing, even through the traveling and the family gatherings of Thanksgiving week.
Some days, the reading, the sketching, and the poetry writing have converged, as on Tuesday:
I must confess, I like the first sketch I worked on as the haiku was making itself known:
Other days, I've used the journaling to record a passage from Joyce Rupp's Open the Door that I really want to remember. This was Thursday's sketch:
As I drive back from the mountaintop, let me remember this wisdom.