The clouds of COVID have been my teachers lately. Every afternoon, in the typical Colorado-spring fashion, cumulous begin to form. Wisps turn into billows, white turns to dark gray. I see them creeping over the Rockies and warn my kids, “20 minutes until we need to go inside”. Cumulonimbus are soon at my front door….
Month: April 2020
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I search my playlist for something upbeat. I need something to transcend the monotony of the daily routine. I scan for a soundtrack to imitate the spices I am adding to my potatoes. “This Kitchen is for Dancing”. The sign hangs over my head. I haven’t felt like dancing much lately. Too much routine, too…
