Now mid-July approaches.
We have wallowed in the extended days like languid limbs in the gentle breezes.
Figuring it out, starting again, moving forward. Simply and slowly.
Singing prayers to this just full moon for our Druid friend in the hospital,
seeing his strength able to withstand the fight back to good health.
Wandering today not quite lost in the barely cloud covered landscape of distraction,
each of us speaking from the heart but not out loud.