I've lost the thread. Quarantine, loss, sorrow, new puppy, and the days drift by. The dogs get walked and fed but laundry piles up. Work gets done but writing projects languish. Not even stamina for a new movie. Instead of Minari or One Night in Miami it's a Law and Order re-run I've seen before. The beautiful baking book from the library is a three-times renewed paperweight. And the poor little blog, stalled so long it's in danger of crashing.

So here's a hawk in Bluffs Park on a cool, still morning.