A big hello back at you

I have been so deskilled by defecting to Instagram that

I cannot comment on other people’s blogs

and I cannot even reply to my own comments.

But here I am, cranking up a new post, and even a dim selfie,

in nostalgic mood

rather missing the old connections

and the ability to write longer sentences and paragraphs.

So thank you for visiting the old place,

shuttered and dusty as it is.

You’ve been missed.

Covid S/S 2020 for the record

Found on a moribund computer, briefly resuscitated,

and in no particular order,

the local walks, the home schooling, the home recording studio,

the silence, the decorated windows, the sourdough, 

the distanced birthdays, 

the locked down son from abroad,

the blue skies without con trails, the loud birds.

All strangely distanced even though the virus is still cutting swathes 

through friends and acquaintances 

with barely an interested nod by way of acknowledgment.