Puzzling It Out

by Margie Senechal

This is my view this morning out my writing window. I moved the bird feeder and house into that tree for that specific reason. Sometimes I just aimlessly stare out the window at them. And at my wishing wells. I have three of them  in my yard. They're pretty tattered at this point, but they inspire me to dream. As does this view.

I call it plotting. As I am not an outliner or plotter, being able to be still and study a tree, birdhouse, and wishing well are integral to my...