Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

It's a beautiful sunny day, but around here we want rain. Our state has a pall of plague and death about it, as our covid cases and deaths are rampaging, we all fear the drought and fires, and then there is the threat of an earthquake. I love this state, and its miriad climates and terrains. I love the deserts, the Pacific ocean, the redwood forests, the Sierras, the foothills, the farms and orchards, the cities, well most of the cities. Nobody really loves Bakersfield. But we're worn out with crises and worry. How to counter this dread? Well, one of my friends and I went to the post office this morning so she could mail some sweaters with holes to her son in the southern part of the state because he knows someone who can mend them. I bought Valentine's cards in said post office, which was close to thrilling, and then we walked to our bookstore, I picked up two books I'd ordered, and also saw a puzzle in the window that I got for my husband, who is desperately seeking puzzles. Then we trudged uphill and had lattes outside. The coffee place had everything arranged safely, and we were never near anyone else though we were outside the entire time. Then we went to my house and I asked my husband to loan my friend two puzzles, and she left with new purpose. Perhaps, before covid, this would not have been an exciting morning, but it sure is now. It's the little things, you know.......