Hi, friends,
I hope you and yours are well today. Here in Portland, the sun has not yet risen and I can hear the rain patter on the roof as I drink my first cup of coffee.
Given the world events of the last week, whatever I’d thought to write about here has vanished into the air like dissipating smoke. My heart alternately hurts and rages, and the hope I always have ready access to and can usually count on to lift me through each day instead must be built brick by stubborn brick.
So I’ll be over here with the bricks and the building, and if you need an extra dose of love and/or stubborn energy in your life, I’m sending it your way.
All my best,
Leslie
P.S. Here’s a photo of Miss Bella Prima Peanut and her best blep because animal pics are a balm for the soul.