Tom Petty sang about them. I think they are often more interesting than flowers. For sure, they are a sign of rebirth, growth and the passing of time.
Covid19 is still creating havoc everywhere, although some countries are starting the long climb toward normalcy. I’m not so sure about down here in the swamp. Our leaders seem to be encouraged, but they were on Sunday when there was a slight downward trend. Along came Monday. Ouch.
Our enforced isolation has created something entirely unexpected. While many people are bored out of their minds and don’t know how much longer they can hang on, there are a lot of us who are getting long term projects done. That’s externally and internally.
For instance, I’m taking stock of my stock. I’m looking back into the past. I’m looking at what worked. Yippee. And, what didn’t. Ouch. Obviously, I can’t change the past. But, I can learn from it. In many ways, I already have learned from my mistakes. The say that you learn more from failure than you do from success. By that standard I’ve learned a lot.
I’ve also had some very strange dreams. Dreams whose main characters I’ve never met in real life. If I have, they played such minor roles that I didn’t even know their names.
I suppose, like everybody else, I’m just processing the new normal and my own personal new normal. That’ll take time. It appears that we have the time.
The picture. While the all seeing dog was sniffing around, I was making a picture. This picture. I know a lot of color theory, but I don’t understand this thing. When I pass by this little dime sized wildflower it looks white. When I photograph it, it looks as you see it. Yes. I subtracted some haze which brought out its color. But, that’s it. Unfortunately, WordPress compression has softened it some. Welcome to the world of online publishing.
Stay safe. Care for others. Thank the caregivers. Thank the people doing essential jobs like bagging your groceries. Wear a mask in crowded places. Keep your distance. Wash your hands. Enjoy every pizza.