A dove came to me in the tree in front of my porch and sang a song of peace. My heartbeat slowed, and the glass of wine in my hand began to taste of nectar of the gods.

The school across the street removed ALL the playground equipment today and I am crying. Thus begin the forever changes.

MY HOOD: A young, slender mother helping her daughter on a pink scooter. Because I was distracted by the bright gold leggings of a passing dog walker, I almost missed her hoisting her baby ******* her shoulders and carrying her, and the scooter, home. So much love for the little ones. And such bright gold leggings!

Daughter 2 in recovery from dreaded virus contracted from providing for her family at the grocery store. Daughter 1 reinstated nursing license after 14 years idle to treat, you guessed it.  A panic attack in a medical grade mask because I CAN'T BREATHE, and must shop at a store for the vices that sustain me. The descent into madness is so inviting.

Usually see people walking, dog-walking, running, bicycling with such purpose.  Tonight, a couple of young girls chatting and ambling.  Like really aimless and unbothered. Soothed my soul.

MY HOOD:  A mom driving very slowly with her flashers on at a respectable distance behind her 8ish son while he rides his bicycle.  That's some love right there.