The wonderful ladies of "Food for Thought Book Club" down by the Red Cedar River in LB's backyard...
Vaccinated, unmasked, outdoors.
I handled it.
I *enjoyed* it.
I'd forgotten how lovely communal joy can feel...
our words tear paths as if we are oracles our touch gathers courage as though there's no law for it mosquitoes now follow us home kno...
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