6.28.20 World Pride Day: I woke up with a plan to attend one part of one march: the March for Black Queer & Trans Lives. But then my blood pressure was too high. Defeated, I stayed home and watched poetry talks. I rested and then I lit these candles and remembered that life is bright even in the dark times. #worldpride #queer #queerfamily #blacklivesmatter
June is my favorite month. I missed posting in June and the month looked vastly different than other years. Still it was a beautiful month. I got into watercolors, had lots of table time and still more sleep time. I left the house mostly to visit doctors and trees… I’m still recovering from Covid-19. It’s slow and lonely, frustrating and filling. We finished a huge virtual theater project that I’m very proud of. Pre-Linnea would have been at many protests this month. They would have shouted more. Current-me is listening and trying to maintain calm though I weep and grieve around the violence of white supremacy and all our brokenness. I also see hope and potential to rebuild. I always do.
first local peach + last of the strawberries 6.16.20
these are some of our best unschool moments that are actually indoors.
This was the blur called May. I’m curating pictures, trying to conjure memories from the time I mostly slept through, it seems. Snail mail + book drops tea time + learning to read sitting in the window, laying in bed recording vitals + learning to rest and you my love both distant + right here with me
