Day 253: Covid Events

In the spring I stepped in as the president of the Creative Writers Association at the university I’m at. Normally, we hold our monthly graduate readings at this great dive-ish bar across from the English department. But now that we are on Zoom for much of life, we have had to adapt. Welcome to my hosting station, from the living room. It’s interesting about how, a year ago, I wouldn’t have guessed this scenario. Is that wonder?

Day 252: Wonder if Walking by Houses

On this 4.5 mile walk/jog I take I pass this single Spanish Hacienda style house. It’s solo in the sea of brick. Brick exists everywhere in Oklahoma. But this house reminds me of home, of Southern California. I’m always so drawn to it, so today I decided to capture a photo of it. The lone hacienda.