Before we left for Seattle ten days ago, the pomegranate tree still had some leaves in the bright light reddish gold of early spring.
Now they’re all a lush dark green and the first flower buds have appeared. I love how they mimic cacao pods at this stage.
The Anya apricot that germinated right before we left has started to sprout side branches.
Re the older woman who coughed at church last week: I didn’t see her.
But clearly one of the young men who’d been at the front had seen the whole thing because he wears a mask while breaking the bread for the Sacrament and had forgotten his today and knew just whom to ask. That there would be a ziplock in my purse with a bunch of new ones, readily offered.
I had actually taken it out while unpacking everything from the trip and yesterday thought, that needs to go back in there, and went and got it.
I was so proud of him. He was looking out for everybody, whether they noticed it or not.
It was my old friend Eli, who took care of my mango tree against the cold weather while we traveled when it and he were younger. Whichever college gets him next year will be very fortunate to have him.
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And the sun emerges after the storm…
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