I walked and looked at mushrooms wildly
growing in the fields.
I would trust one from the market rather
than growing wild.
At least it was an outing.
Slowly, I plodded.
Trying to avoid the mud was not
in the cards.
It was quiet & peaceful, midday–sun
peeking out–a distant bird–hardly
My mind & body needed to see & feel
& smell/breathe something different
than indoor restrictions limit you to.
I need to see and be seen. It gives me
a sense that things are alright and I’m
not going crazy staring at the back of
my eyeballs; inside my head, all the time.
(It worked–it always does!)
Photograph © Dennis Frates Photography http://www.fratesphoto.com/