September 2020

Light shifts & days grow softer & shorter & you wonder where time went.

There's mist & fog & wet shoes & socks & popovers from the oven.

And still the angst of a world full of grief & loneliness & illness & strife 

& what do you or I hold on to, who do we love, with wild abandonment ?

I urge you to look up & down when you walk not simply just ahead

& when you do turn to look behind remember where it is you came from.

Most likely it had something to do with LOVE. xo