wait for the sunlight...

some days, we have to remember that the sunlight is always up there...somewhere... https://t.co/gWXGMZUREw

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021

long covid aftermath...

PASSING THOUGHT: Realised that it is now more than a year since last I travelled by train into Melbourne, took a road trip or entered any large shopping mall. I still shop early morning in my local region + wear a mask, even in the carpark, esp. if it's crowded. Too many maybe's. pic.twitter.com/N2P9pHjBE3

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021

desert winds...

dancing plumes
of desert dust
whirling dervishes
fueled by
desert winds #tanka https://t.co/EGGp7UECYb

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021

empaths...

and sometimes adjust their own energies accordingly... https://t.co/p9HlrfxeUq

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021

favourite tree...

that simple joy of feeling the power of someone's favourite tree... https://t.co/0pW0v1UWDG

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021

in the soft garden...

Just now, in the soft garden, I heard the crickets in the geraniums.

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.

— Tim Mallon (@PatMalo85776814) March 6, 2021

Sunday morning chit-chat...

Sunday morning
chit-chat
voices share
their escapades
with the neighbours #tanka pic.twitter.com/pjb8MBeosx

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 6, 2021