This dancing woman seems the epitome of aloneness - turned in on herself, turning her face away from the crowd, she moves in graceful silence.  She is one of my treasures.

I had my grocery delivery today, and I have to say that when the groceries arrive it's the most frightening part of the week.  I feel I am letting danger in - what if there is virus on my purchases? - and don't feel confident I can keep myself safe.  Hand washing doesn't make me feel secure, and I can't wipe down everything with disinfectant.  It's hard to tolerate this constant fear.

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