Social Isolation: Day 91
Social Isolation: Day 91 It’s snowing cottonwood fluff today, so light some of it floats up while some settles on the water, floats there. I’d like to be that light on summer air and not imagine viruses floating unseen between us, not land on all we have got wrong and need to fix. One weightless seed may root somewhere nearby and grow into a sapling, grow into a tree. I’d like to be that generative. Never mind the odds. Sherry Robbins, June 17, 2020
Sherry Robbins 