Category Archives: 2915

LIVING LITTLE

BEACHSHACK FRAN

There are times when I feel the edges of regathered grounds then I mudslip back into the ooze. Nonetheless – now and then I stand on the edges of them with my toes squirming in the mud for a hold. The places I had reached before Izzy died and before I became ill.

I cancelled all appointments today and slept most of the day. I do quite well then.

The thing I c an feel the edge of today is KINDNESS. I have been angry and afraid for a year and only seeing the worst in people and situations but today, for a little, I could feel ground that I once stood on where I thought of people more gently and more kindly.

SATURDAY

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I spent the day mostly with my trees. Through the window where my desk is positioned. I have been trying to photograph the wee birds for days. They FLIT.

I sit here in Urunga – alone.
I watch and talk with Eden on Facetime while I am sitting.
Ellen awakens in Boston.
Odd people pop in and out online.

It was for most of my life not like this.

I like it.

I browse a bookshop.
I write stories and they appear immediately.
I speak with cousins and know where my Loved ones are and what they are doing.

It was for most of my life not like this.

I like it.

I see into other countries.
I meet people from Paris and New Orleans.

It was for most of my life not like this.

I like it.