I have one picture from my childhood. It’s summer and I am maybe eight. My brother and I are in swimsuits under the fig tree in our backyard, hugging and beaming at the camera. We look happy. I was supposed to give the picture back to my mother, but that was 15 years, ten homes…
Tag: gratitude
Déjà vu
It is Christmas, or nearly so, and we are yet again wearing masks in shops and watching case numbers climb as we go about our merry way attempting to buy gifts and see family or friends and pretend it isn’t happening all over again. Thanks, covid — best gift ever. Sarcasm aside, this is life…
Quarantine games
Around the house we go, creating games to pass the time. Hide and seek, capture the flag, obstacle course… Any excuse to run wildly. Pull some weeds, rake the earth, cover our fingers in dirt, plant some seeds we found in the cupboard somewhere. Picture a meadow of flowers. Listen to the rhythm of the…
Trajectories
If you had told me back in late 2019 that all the places I loved would burn that year while a pandemic raged, I would have thought you were mad. And yet, here we are. Two years later and we’ve gone through months of smoke, catastrophic hail, two lockdowns, and now, the slow march towards…