Monday, March 16, 2020

a fading rose


This seems ready to carry a million metaphors, but I'll let you position them all over this wilting specimen - from this morning's walk - yourself.  I have been enormously cheered by the kindness of one of my English department grad students and her husband, who volunteered themselves, and went out shopping for us today, and - yes! mirabile dictu! - found some onions (among many other treasures on our wish list). It's so hard to admit to oneself, let alone others, that by the US standards that are given, we are Elderly: but if that means that others offer to go out and forage for onions (a feat that neither Instacart nor Amazon Fresh managed to bring off, after all), so be it ...

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