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This photo (solar eclipse Aug. 21, 2017) reminds me of more carefree times. (Isabelle, Mark, and me in Northern California.) Here’s wishing good excitement for us all in 2021.
Dear readers and friends--I wish you peace, hope, and love in these end days of a painful year.
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On a neighbor’s lawn, crouched on the grass, was a giant hawk (20-22” high?) The hawk was turned away from me; its grey and black mottled wings were folded. It was making low pitched, screeching noises, which were then matched right above my head.
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Rhododendron snowball flowers
Where are the hands, secret smiles or looks, or smells, or sudden changes in the weather lighting a face, or a fantastic sneeze? I am grateful for Zoom and other smart devices that are helping us stay connected, but the experience is flat, for the most part. My friend Lynn says we are living in a kind of void.
Read moreYesterday I was wondering what I’d write to you—whoever out there may be listening (let me know you are here!). I was feeling low and out of sorts, confused as we all are, the ones who are not battling fist to fist and eye to eye with this unsympathetic virus. Silly tropes about self worth are creeping up and infected my thoughts.
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The yellow forsythia shoots are at their peak and the star magnolia trees are just beginning to bloom pink.
The strong fiber of this nation is coming through. There are smart people who care deeply and are working for all of us. I can do that too, in whatever way I can.
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We go about our lives singly or in pairs as in the Ark--especially in the cities of the world—and I am with my pair, self-sequestered (not sick).
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