1 April 2020: Does it matter that it's April? Humor.

Friends, that we have reached April feels like a milestone, an arbitrary one, for what is different, but a milestone nonetheless. I appreciate you sitting with me as I processed my first major bout of rage-depression; I think it’s lifting thanks in large part to good friends, good deeds, and some lovely bits of sunshine. How are y’all doing?

Humor:

For you today, at the advent of National Poetry Month, I have two delights from George Conway (Mr. Kellyanne) and one of his followers who I don’t know but whose words I appreciate.

Additionally, this is beyond marvelous. Perhaps I need to make one, too.

Go, Ina, go! HUGE Cosmos.

And, as always, please wash your hands like Sandra here.