The 15th – we had dark skies yesterday morning and thick mist over the ocean all the way to the horizon. As the mist lifted and the horizon could be seen, clouds that looked they were sitting on the surface took shape. A weird thing happens then and I’ve seen it  multiple times before – it looks like folks are walking across the ocean toward me, toward the shore. Ancestors? The Loa?  Perhaps both.They feel known, and important, and it is always moving and a mystery.

The 16th – for my local vocal community and they’re excellent response to the Nazis in our midst. I love you guys!