It’s raining. We’ve been waiting. It has been too long since the last showers of substance and the landscape is parched. The clouds began to build mid-morning, just before we wandere4ed into the village for coffee at the kiosk. The … Continue reading
A foggy, quiet morning during an unusually dry June. We need rain and there is little in the forecast. The birds are noticeably quieter now, save for the house sparrows who talk among themselves ceaselessly. Saturday marks the summer solstice … Continue reading
This week I have struggled to remain hopeful in the face of so much harm, even as I remind myself that Everything is in flux and changes. In the long term, no system is immune to that, no matter how … Continue reading
