Ironies of ironies ...
Grab a book!
Let the questions posed and the photos in "Gathering, Homespun Essays from Beech Tree Lane" take you on a trip, down memory lane and into the future. If you've read it, send an e-book to a house-bound friend.
Share words, not germs!
You know, the irony is not lost on me. That I published a book about how we gather, why we get together and the value of the people in our self-created communities and sub-cultures. And now we are not to gather. No meet-ups and no touchy-feely.
Hah. My second book was to be named "Cultivating," with the third in this set to be called "Reaping." Now I'll be reflecting and rethinking. Those names will likely change!
What can we cultivate while we are quarantined, avoiding contagions?
As I say on Page 55, "During these few weeks we need to also take. We need to take deep breaths. We need to take time to rest, nap and sleep. We need to give thought to and create a plan for surviving what otherwise will overwhelm us –" We are in this thing together: Inextricably so.