Just now, in the soft garden, I heard the crickets in the geraniums.
— Tim Mallon (@PatMalo85776814) March 6, 2021
The light is fading.
The night descending.
And I wonder if Old Amos is out in his garden, feeling what I'm feeling here tonight?
And the tenderness of just now is sorta okay, I reckon.
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Welcome to 2020 (and beyond we hope)...the year the world overturned with covid-19. This blog is intended to be an insight into my experiences this year - being wary of infection, but learning to live - see, think, wonder - differently. If you choose to comment, be supportive please. Thank you. Be safe. Namaste.