I got the yard mowed today, and did most of the weed-eating. I also increased my poem count in gurdonpoems to 10. The nice thing about this multiple poems project is that I can stretch as to topic and style, because each poem matters even less than before. Tonight I gave a try at writing about Charles Williams, whom I admire enormously, and yet the poem explores his storied failed passion rather than the triumphs he achieved. I made progress on getting my car and my art room in better shape, but I have much to do yet on that front. I took a break to walk in Allen Station Park, where the nature trail to the railroad dam was lined with "false dandelions". I saw a huge monarch butterfly, which made my heart leap.