Day ? of the pandemic. A robin builds a next to the bedroom window; a wren builds a nest by my office door, a chickadee builds a nest by the windchimes hanging from the arbor, in spite of everything. A big old watersnake guards its territory by the creek bank and startles me so that…

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Someone asked me, Why don’t you name your blog by the number of days you’ve been in isolation? Snort. I wish I could remember, even so. Or, maybe I don’t. Maybe there’s something lovely about just living in one moment. This one. And then This one. It’s a spiritual thing. But make no mistake, I…

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Day ? of the pandemic. I discovered this week that it’s quite easy to lose track of what day it is. I have a calendar and so forth, but even so. The clouds this morning were white and stone-grey mountains, full of threat and wonder both. I sat in the car and just gazed at…

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Day ? of the pandemic. I woke this morning to the news that someone we know, who used to live two doors from us has passed away from Covid19. The circle of friends, acquaintances, and loved ones grows tighter, closer, in spite of everything. I came across a quote from Peace Pilgram today: “With inner…

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Day ? of the pandemic. My Best Beloved always refills the coffee maker with water after he’s made his own morning brew, a little thing but it reminds me of how very kind he is, even so. I have rediscovered the delight of avocado toast sprinkled with Egyptian dukkah (that fragrant mixture of herbs and…

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Mr. Chatterbox

Day ? of the pandemic. Who else has had pain today? Who has not? Tell me, although, like my beloveds in Nova Scotia, it seems impossible in the aftermath of such violence to be able to speak, tell me, even so. Who continues to love, in spite of everything? What more crucial, what more healing…

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Day ? of the pandemic. I finished a wonderful book this morning. THE OLD WOMAN AND THE RIVER, by Ismail Fahd Ismali, a brilliant Kuwaiti writer, immensely respected in the Arab world. I’ll share the back of the book quote with you, and if you read it you’ll see why: “As the war between Iran…

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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. 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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