Snails

A couple of snails were on the road before me yesterday morning. Not small ones, either, and not slithering along at a snail’s pace. They were massive, and they were going fast.

Enforced Rest

In this season of enforced rest – “don’t travel,” “stay at home,” “maintain your social distance,” be careful, “the borders are closed” – we can either rail against the apparent injustice of it all or learn to ride the rhythm.