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We are ok. We are allowing the beautiful and the terrible to live side by side and calling it life. We are creating a lot and consuming little. The garden is comfort, food and beauty in the caring of living, tender things. I am in love with the birds that come to the feeder and the little squirrels that clean up below. My cat is teaching me about resting in sunbeams and to slow down enough to enjoy petting and snuggles. I make bread twice a week that takes 2 days from raw materials to loaf. I love that I am learning the nature of the dough and its development by touch and feel. Bread making is pulling patience from me I never knew I had. I love to gift it the way I use to gift hugs to those I love. I work from home teaching adults online and being with people from all over the world at this time as they learn a new skill; watching them come together as strangers and suddenly become one another's anchor in the week is humbling and keeps me tethered to hope and faith in humanity. I have money enough for fine silk and merino wool to knit and have sewing projects cut and ready for winter. We have had picnics in the park, gone star gazing at the beach till wee hours, we read aloud to one another and we work hard and take care to be grateful for every day and every blessing. I start school in September and I know too, that whatever this winter brings and I have fears aplenty about what might be rolling towards us, that I feel a certain peace too. What has come home is the knowing that many of the best things in a life have not disappeared and while hugs and bodies of those I love may not be accessible there has been more love and more sweetness. The clock is ticking a little louder for us all under the loom of this pandemics threat but so have words of love and there is a feeling, past the political dissension that we are in something together. There are things we know now that we cannot unknow- good true things that fill an emptiness we suspected or knew was there but did not know the hunger of. Life is good. Even now in all the chaos and grief and disillusion and political unrest- the raw uncertainty. Life.