Simple Pleasures, Week 40 in the Time of Coronavirus

I was listening to early Joni Mitchell this early morning as the sun rose. Lucy and I were out for the first walk of the day. The weather is warm for December, and lovely in the tranquil dark. It was quiet with the occasional runner or dog passing us as they started their day.

It’s easy for me to recognize how special these moments are. As we make our way through this pandemic I find that these ten months have worn on me. At this point I really don’t want to do anything. Which is all the more reason I am appreciative of every small pleasure I encounter. This morning it was being next to Lucy as she sniffed and I watched the day begin. Now it’s sitting down to write this as I enjoy a rare moment alone. Yesterday it was sitting with Alex. We didn’t speak, we just enjoyed the company of one another. Earlier yesterday I was with Larry as sunset approached.

Although I am inclined to do less rather than more these days, I can go from thoroughly exhausted to deeply moved. My work day is filled with…