The tech staff at the New York Times is on strike this week. To play any of the games is to cross the picket line. Writing to each other each morning is such a habit that we maintained it for today. We’ll see how the strike goes, as well as the election (dare we hope??).
We may go unwritten for a few days, or not?
For now we’re in the midst of a roller coaster of emotions sort of day, that started this way:
Morning tensions, back strung
tight as a bowstring. Braced,
watchful: uncertainties abound
Georg’ann
Blustery morning walk, swirls
of anticipation. Wondering
what changes be blownin’
in these winds. Rooted,
ready for a long winter ahead.
Heather