June 29, 2021

June 29, 2021 

This morning I woke to see one of our scrub jays perched outside my bedroom window. I couldn’t help but think he to was welcoming me home after our week-long trip. The dogs and cats gleefully made their welcome last night as soon as we walked through the door, and now compete for our laps, or the opportunity to press against us while they nap. 

I put fresh nuts out for the Jays and they returned with squawks of joy, each showing me the nut they had chosen before flying it off to their secret stash, before they get discovered by the backyard squirrel. 

The rhythm of the house restored.

June 6, 2021

June 6, 2021 

I know the pandemic has changed me, but I’m not entirely sure how - at least not yet. Will the openness inspire me to take on new adventures, or will it make me cautious and reluctant? Will I find ways to meet new people, forge new connections, or withdraw into myself and my close intimates? 

 I know I want to celebrate the vaccinations, the social occasions, the occupation of public spaces - but I’m also reluctant. Steeped in my habits of isolation I’m not sure who I am in the company of others. For the moment I seem more voyeur than participant, there’s an ideal out there is like to emulate but uncertain if I can pull it off. At some point I will have to jump in and find out.