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[1] a new start
It's not yet spring, but for a brief moment this afternoon it felt like it. Sunshine, 15 degrees C, tiny buds at the tip of every twig. For the first time in 8 months or so, I walked down to the library to pick up a couple of holds (Patricia Buckley Ebrey's The Inner Quarters: Marriage and the Lives of Chinese Women in the Sung Period and Jade Mirror: Women Poets of China, edited by Michael Farman).
The pandemic isn't over, not by a long shot. But strict lockdown is lifted here in Toronto; people were out on the streets, masked and wearing only light jackets instead of long puffer coats; and on the walk back I grew so warm that I took off my jacket and walked in shirtsleeves. It felt like hope.
The pandemic isn't over, not by a long shot. But strict lockdown is lifted here in Toronto; people were out on the streets, masked and wearing only light jackets instead of long puffer coats; and on the walk back I grew so warm that I took off my jacket and walked in shirtsleeves. It felt like hope.
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I got my first of two Pfizer vaccinations the other day and I'm beginning to feel hopeful again too. It's nice that the feeling coincides with daffodils and some sunshine.
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First vaccine is great news. My family in the US is starting to get access and it’s a jolt of hope every time, even though it’ll be a long time before we get access here.
Daffodils, too, are a spot of joy every time.