The moon is exquisite, a bright light in the morning sky.  

I’ve never been much of a shopper but I’m having dreams of shopping, of entering stores, clothing stores, book stores, plant stores, and seeing arrays of products beautifully and lovingly arranged and displayed.  

I try to support mom and pop shops, and I want them to make it through this.  Meanwhile turkeys are gobbling away this morning. They love to talk.

I’m beginning to take in that things won’t return to “normal” whatever we might have thought that was, and truly no moments are ever the same, but this is such a huge world-wide shift. 

The sun just touched the ridge.

Wake, we’re told over and over again, in so many ways. Wake!