The time of physically distancing, hand washing, masking up continues to be the now we are in. When it will be different cannot yet be known; yet, there is a persistent bumping up against the possibility that something is about to happen. It seems to be more than only “wishful thinking.” There is more data
So much about 2020 has been said, written about, fretted over, groaned from, worked with and possibly through, and now mine to add Learn ~ uncertainty has become, if not my friend, then a clear daily companion; ~ joy has edged into my awareness as the possibility of its presence in banishing despair;
There is much stirring – here, I can feel and see the beginning of the end of summer. A transition time where I know what has been, partially and in some ways, and I do not yet see or hear or taste or smell nor can touch what is coming. There have been oh-so-many possibilities
There is much stirring – here, I can feel and see the beginning of the end of summer. A transition time where I know what has been, partially and in some ways, and I do not yet see or hear or taste or smell nor can touch what is coming. There have been oh-so-many possibilities
