As proven by its occasional rhapsodizing about Alan Alda and One Direction, this blog is not generally pinned to the pulse of celebrity news. But this week’s star sorrow demands a response. The world has lost its beloved Black Panther, Chadwick Boseman.
These Difficult Times have had their own strange tenderness. Let’s not lose it when we’re back to…whatever we’re going back to.
This maddening time has been greedy for our goods. Whatever your station and situation, COVID-19 has surely reached its gooey fingers into your world to take, and take, and take. But every here and there, those grubby paws have dropped gifts into our laps. And, once we’ve thoroughly disinfected those gifts before bringing them into […]
What shall we be scared of today, kittens? I know, I know! Let’s go with “being changed.”
There’s no pleasant way to say this. The tulips are toast.
We all continue to learn how to navigate the uncharted waters of this pandemic. We are at the place in this unprecedented time where we now start to look to the future.
When we are afraid, may we be turned into love. When we are excruciatingly squirrelly, may we be turned into love. When the urge to dance to Pitbull’s song about coronavirus overcomes us,* may we be turned into love.
It’s my earnest hope that you’re finding inspiration in all manner of windows right now.
This, my dears, was no ordinary February. This was the big one.