It has come to my attention that the novel I am writing at this time would work quite well as a novel dealing with the pandemic. It wasn’t begun that way, but it is about medical research. But honestly, I asked myself if it was something I’d want to read, and it is not. I don’t want to be reminded of the stress the whole world is enduring.
So instead I want to share my “whatsoever” thoughts and pictures. I hope you can see the pictures. To me they bring back memories of happier times, of tranquil days when the only worries I had were about stepping on the right part of the trail so I didn’t go hurtling into the lake, or the river, or onto my face.
Or too close to the moose.
Or into the roses.
Or anger the beavers.
I know I’ve said this before, but I have these words on a plaque to remind myself to think about things that are true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, praiseworthy. This is from Philippians 4:8. It’s one of my favorite passages, and now, especially, I need these words. I hope they help you, too.