grey fog of virus
daffodils and crocuses
dissolving the gloom
Author: long4h2o
2020.04.05: isolation
My more than five decades of memory can’t recall a time when there were no Sunday services. We are moving through historic times. I’ve always wondered how people who lived through historic times felt. Did they know that their daily news would be in the history books? Did they just want their historical events to come to an end so they can return to living in ordinary time? I find that my days although somewhat changed are still ordinary days. I find comfort in knowing that these trying days like all things – will also pass. In the mean time we can emulate what some brave folks did during some very rough times: “Keep calm and carry on”. Above all I’m learning to treasure each day like it’s a gift -finding joy and wonder in small things and loving the ones I’m with.
procession of palms
we all watch it on TV
Jesus rides alone
2020.04.04: prelighting

long dormant without colors
waiting to burst forth
2020.04.03: unveiling
a break in the rain
redbird in wisteria
telltale sign of spring
2020.04.02: ebullient
through walls and fences
the sound of children laughing
joy can’t be contained
living with “shelter in place”
what will be our narratives?