Hard Times

A very quiet day at Ruth's.   The deep grief at losing her best mate will take a while to work it's way through.   Everywhere in the house are reminders, even just the empty spaces which once might have been filled by a black shadow.   The grief I feel is ignited seeing Ruth so lost.   

We'll  stop here a few days longer.  After that I or probably we will go to my home for a few days.   Time will heal the worst but it can't be rushed.


And in the background the noises of misinformation,  intolerance, conflict and violence in the world feed a deeper unhappiness even than this.  Hard times