Rain day, May day

It is the last Friday in May, and it came in and stayed with torrents of rain. From my desk in the library here at the house, I worked from before 7 a.m. all the way through to 6 p.m. Now it is the weekend, and I must rest.

But rest does not come easily. The world is in turmoil still with COVID-19, and the United States is torn apart again with tension and corruption. We cannot pause in the march to freedom and justice.

Let June arrive with sunshine and hope.



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