We are a third of the way through the first month of 2021 and I’m not ready to rejoin the “real” world just yet. Days unwind slowly. I do necessary things, but don’t push myself to do more. For now, that’s okay.
We are on restrictions until at least early February, so there’s not much to do. Nowhere, really, to go. My time is taken up with responsibilities for Story Circle Network, books, the latest jigsaw puzzle, and an occasional drive when it’s sunny outside. Those, and recalibrating and re-evaluating.
Days are mild. Distinctly un-January like. A treat in a time of continuing worldwide chaos.
It’s a month of birthdays. First, our granddaughter’s when the month and year is still shiny and new. This week, Murphy’s. And soon Maya’s, our daughter-in-love’s, and mine.
|Photo from last summer|