A well-aimed jolt of electricity finally got my heart back in rhythm this week. Hooray! I’m still in recovery mode but, in a day or two, I should to be up & running (well, walking — but further).
First I want to share a picture I meant to include in “Thinking of Edges” (5/27): MOTHER MOSS: Spirit of the Small Edge-Dwellers & Boundary-Dancers Who Shape the World
And at last there is this — named (at least for the moment) Transitions: Always Becoming.
Finally, a story for trying times — from seed to treasured seedling growing and strong, then battered and half eaten by some critter, and now this beauty. Somehow it gives me hope, even amid all the disturbances and crises we manage to create in the world. Resilience: