It’s confirmed. We are all connected.
Coronavirus, the ancient virus that has roamed the world for billions of years, is paying earth a visit. And I’m about to board a plane for El Pecadero, Mexico. Traveling light. Hoping for the best. Always measuring fear with prudence, Dear Prudence.
Our carbon footprint is being reduced for us as the shelves clear, travel stops, gas bottoms out but we have no where we have to be except under covers.
The redwing blackbirds don’t seem concerned. I woke to their singing and feel the warmth, the sun, the approaching Equinox.