Social Isolation: Day 22
Ishmael and I are looking out the window while I dial unemployment all day long. Not a worried cat by nature, he demonstrates a little grace. It’s cloudy, but buds keep greening and the groundhog waddles past the fox’s den, also unworried. That any species lives near us these days is grace. We have to eat, of course, and shelter from the elements. But: the pink moon last night, the calls from friends, and, really, as I write this, the first sight of fox’s kits-- grace. S. Robbins, April 8, 2020
Sherry Robbins 