I've been there...
...and the clock can't be turned back...
...but much more can be made right than we think...

As we Quakers say, I am holding you in the Light.

Tough time to be in the city, death and debris everywhere.

I try to imagine the tender, green shoots forming deep within the dead-looking nubs of these trees. Walking up 9th Ave yesterday, there were plenty of people basking in the afternoon sun, waiting for their own leaves to emerge.

:)*