The early morning scent was of newly damp earth, fresh rain on cedar trees, Drink it in old mother Earth, dress yourself in multi shades of new green. All life here lives within the benevolence of your grace, at your pleasure. Let us be good and worthy tenants, able stewards deserving of your gracious bounty of life's earthly gifts.
Without Earths bounty we are nothing. This pandemic may well be a reminder of that simple truth. A solitary walk this morn, a true breath of fresh air, out of my cell of isolation, with no one else around but a faithful dog at my side.