Day ? of the pandemic. A day of reality checks. The purpose of these blog posts has been to remind my own fragile self, and perhaps a few others, that there is beauty, grace, and comfort to be found in the (sometimes silly) things of daily life, in spite of everything. I’m going to keep…

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Day ? of the pandemic. A friend I haven’t seen in 35 years reached out to me from an island off the coast of British Columbia. So much to celebrate about her wonderful life, in spite of everything. A friend’s daughter who has suffered a terrifying health crisis was embraced by a circle of caring…

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Day ? of the pandemic. The fish in the pond are grateful for fresh, clean water, even so. My puppers was delighted to hang out with the wonderful guys from Allquatics who came to clean our wee pond, in spite of everything. I woke up in the middle of the night, which meant I got…

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Day ? of the pandemic. The storms roll in, tornado warnings and flooding, devastation for so many in the south, although you’d think plagues would be enough, and everyone pitches in to help, even so. And when the storms rolled out, the sun returned, the grass was crystal-speckled and the air smelled of grass and…

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Day ? of the plague. It’s Easter, even so. The Child of Light returns, in spite of everything. At the end of my street, a lone woman rings a big brass bell at the end of her driveway, to mark the moment, not forgetting, even so. The symbol of the promise that we will die…

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Day ? of the plague. In spite of everything, hearing Randy Rainbow sing Tom Waits’¬†Martha on “Better Things” makes me sob and nearly burst with love. My elderly neighbor makes signs of encouragement and hope, even so. In spite of everything, a bowl of really delicious chicken soup is pure comfort. News comes of more…

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Day ? of the plague. A wild storm blew through this afternoon, not caring a bit for our little concerns, even so. A dear friend put everything aside to care for a very difficult elderly relative, in spite of everything. Oh, the irony of this Plague at Passover. I’m not Jewish, but I honor the…

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On day ? of the plague: The full moon offered her silver energy to my open arms last night, even so. Lightning lit up the sky in the witching hour, a display full of wonder, in spite of everything. The bread didn’t rise, but thanks to a friend’s recipe, the tontons were delicious, even so.…

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What has this #? day in the plague brought? In spite of everything, the dew on the grass this morning was cool as riverwater on my feet. The crows yakked at me from the branches of the hemlock, and I yakked back, even so. In spite of everything, two friends recovered from this… I made…

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Second day, or maybe the 15th, in the middle (or beginning) of this thing, whatever it is. In spite of everything, the fish in the pond jumped high for no reason at all, except joy. I stretched my body, yoga-style, which I haven’t done in a long time, even so. In spite of everything, two…

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