Like so many others...this day began in morning mist and mountain fog.
It's beautiful. It's quiet.
It's easy to find oneself found.
I'm reminded of my own words of a few short months ago::
"Some days are harder."
Some days - just - are.
It's here. It's there. It's everywhere. One horrific news event outshines another.
No thing makes any good sense.
I've not wanted to come to this space. I've not known what to say.
Choose courage over fear.
She looked right thru me. I think....I'm sure - she understood.
There are buttercups.
The sun will light our way.