Shelter in Place, San Francisco, California
Yesterday, these peachy roses were barely buds, the color peeking through with promise; today the apricot beauties are in full flower. Yesterday, the pot in which the roses grow looked ominously parched; this morning there is water on the leaves and petals that didn’t come from me. The fog must have visited here while I was sleeping to coax the plant into its second round of blooming. What a gift!
Today marks one hundred days in quarantine, a milestone I was dreading. But the fog has cleared, the air is perfect, and the roses have re-bloomed. If it stays this nice, I can almost...almost... imagine making it through one hundred more.