solo hike with pup
not marred by weather; just bikes
but these flowers; views.




solo hike with pup
not marred by weather; just bikes
but these flowers; views.




the perfect respite
after seventy-one days
staying safe at home

mental sanity
in our short time here on earth
can be life-saving


hiking these mountains
with their divine mental cleanse
has saved us today


away from the crowds
away from constant worry
here. here we are safe.


the sun keeps rising
and he bought a screen for pics
of all our travels


it can’t be the same
but the sun will rise again
and we’ll try again

until they close this
we might be here every day
(Colorado beach)

humans love water
in all its fake and true forms
(dams, no dams, fresh, salt)

our Friday night lights
makes this feel like our old life
as fresh as sunshine


my perfect birthday,
in my mind, pre-corona,
would never be this



(there might be mountains,
a fondue restaurant, views
not in the background)

but with so much time
and simply nowhere to go
love works its way in




my middle’s painting,
a dress hand sewn by my mom,
hand-dipped strawberries

and saved till tonight
my oldest breaks, repairs me
with this card; her words

my perfect birthday
brought to me by a virus
with two gifts: Time. Love.
weekdays are now strange
because today i did no work
and yet worked so hard



shopping for parents,
cycling thirteen miles,
playing badminton

trying to battle
all the darkness that surrounds us
with blue skies and sun
badminton trials
building weights with drills and logs
and making meringues




not a perfect day
(no day lived in fear can be)
but we’re sure trying

a neighborhood walk
(though not in my neighborhood)
is good for the soul




views from nearby walks
are all we have at this time
to get us through this




here are my children
throwing frisbees in the park
(they’ve never done this)



quarantine, day nine:
presidential rampages,
orders to stay home

just look at my son:
showing pup what he can do
with our family

card and board games win
(break news cycle doom and gloom)
We WILL get through this.