In Pandemia, the mornings are precious. Even under normal circumstances, this barrel toward summer solstice is my favorite time of year, sky already brightening and birds already singing when the alarm rings at 5:30, the shadow of the plum tree outside my bedroom window dappling morning light across the walls, evidence all around of the natural world alive and shimmering me awake. I’ve been a morning person for a long time, but in Pandemia, these hours of quiet before my housemates rise are sacred. There is of course, also, the promise of a strong cup of coffee. A settling into my day before having to talk to anyone. And, with
This is so incredibly rich and meaty I'll need to chew on it for some time. Just beautiful. Thank you!
-Carol from Italy.
thank you, Carol. All my love to you.