As I press my nose against the windowpane wondering when it will all end, Mother Earth is hoping it never will. Empty streets and clear skies are her ventilator. She breathes a sign of relief.
After 294 days at home in sweatpants, I, too, am relieved to still be breathing.
Cathy Berg enjoys brevity, simplicity and Orange Pekoe tea.
I am in my flannel moo moos and clothes when I am going out there…not often…