Gray skies, water dripping,
Feels like the gloom may never end.
Today’s rain is tomorrow’s green grass and ripe tomatoes.
Are there green pastures and delightful fruit in our post-lock-down future?
Sure there are, only, they will not have been ameliorated by the virus.
They will, however, be more appreciated.
We miss so many of you and look forward to seeing you again. Face to face.