Friday, April 30, 2021
Tuesday, April 27, 2021
All of my adult life I have always had my next plane ticket in hand - until spring of 2020 when I cancelled all scheduled trips. And I was OK. I spent more than a year without a plane ticket in hand and it was OK. Some days it was even better than OK. Months went by without my thinking about where I would go and when. This week that has ended. Now, I am ready. I have plane tickets (for both summer and Christmas). I'm not certain I will be able to use them, but I have them. We shall see.
Tuesday, April 13, 2021
The sky darkens. I notice because I catch myself thinking, "It's the middle of the day. Why would I pause at the light switch?" I grabbed a hoodie and make tea, brisk air and a damp walk are on my mind. The wind is blowing the palm branches vigorously.
"SPOTS!" yells my daughter as she rushes to put on shoes.
Opening the door, the warm are blows in. No spots - at least not yet, mug in hand I ascend the stairs and return to work.
"May I go for a bike ride?" inquires my bored child. After talking through her route and when her next Zoom call is we agree on a plan and she heads out, wheeling her bike to the door.
"For real now!" she doesn't hesitate to ride off, as the pavement begins to darken beneath her tires.
By the time I have finished typing this she is still gone, but so too are the spots.
Tuesday, April 6, 2021
A bobbin that doesn't run out of thread during a project
The anticipation of a trip
The view at our family's place on Fox Island
Justice and acceptance for all