Foto by Jorma Kaukonen
Sometimes the passage of time is like a rush of flood water, and sometimes it is a mere trickle. What to do? Nothing in particular, obviously. Time has no concerns for our needs. Our weekly Quarantine Concert Series events provide a destination for us here at the Kaukonen household. In these moments we are back out in the world and in some small way we can convince ourselves that we are surrounded with a veil of normalcy. We are blessed to have this window.
The new normal of the rest of the week is an alternate universe. Our daughter is preparing to return to school, although no one is quite sure yet what that will look like. Every moment is a ‘More will be revealed moment.’ It’s been a while since I’ve been surrounded by a satisfying epiphany.
Our family is well, our mental health is tolerable and what else is one to do except keep on with one foot in front of the other. Here we are in the beginning of August and yet for this week at least the evenings and mornings have been cool, and there are already leaves on the ground. It will be a while before that fall smell surrounds us, but I can already see it’s coming. This too give me notice yet one more time of one of the many things the Virus is taking from us, and that is time itself. Moments gone can never be retrieved. I know this, but in the past my moments were like an endless stream of summers. This is no longer the case. It probably hasn’t been for some time, but hey… I’m a slow learner. The kids still have time, my generation doesn’t but that’s just the way it is.
On the bright side, and there is a bright side, there are still lots of things to look forward to not the least of which is #17 of our little concert series.
It is a lovely morning… lovely.
Good day to practice some guitar and maybe get a ride in.