We were in Denver last week and I snapped some photos while Michael was in meetings. One was this photo of branches. I have started a poem about branches and what they mean to me - I am not finished with it. Oddly I started this poem before I started reading a book called poemcrazy by Susan Wooldridge. Now I have no doubt the poem will emerge more easily as that book has freed the words stuck inside. I see them all around now.