At least the vistas are exciting, My life, not so much. It continues to be.... riveting? Uh, no. Kinda the "same ole same ole" day after day. I don't venture out unless I absolutely have to, which might be once every ten days. Of course, I do have some good walks to take to get me out of the house. Hey, is that a ray of hope?
Plenty to do around the house and garden, things that would be low on the priority list if it weren't for the 'rona. Now, everything gets addressed. Am I blue? No, but look at that mid-morning sky with the moon. "I'm ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille..." "And so it goes...."
3 comments:
Definitely, a ray of hope. And I think we should take hope wherever we can find it. I suspect that the knowledgeable epidemiologists understood back in the spring that this Covid battle was going to be a long haul, but even though I usually take things in stride, I'm glad I didn't know back then we'd still be under its dark cloud at the end of the year. There's a sunbeam somewhere in the distance, and you just got a photo of it.
Diane
Please, Christopher Stowens, take heart. Your blog and photos are my ray of hope. Please send more, not less. Your effort is extraordinary and your art and appreciation thereto is so cheering. Keep up the great work. And thank you for it.
Mark
Thanks for the kind words and encouragement. I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, adapting to these carrazy times. Again, gracias.
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