It’s hard to see …
- when this pandemic will end,
- so many people ignoring social distancing rules,
- all the deaths from COVID-19,
- relief from the suffering,
- all the social injustice,
- when you have tears in your eyes,
- all obstacles in our way,
- the beauty of each moment,
- into another’s heart,
- the inappropriate behaviors of world leaders,
- the state of the world,
- who is going to save us,
- what people are really thinking,
- what animals are really thinking,
- when you’re overwhelmed,
- when you’re looking away,
- when so many things are hidden,
- when there are so many different perspectives,
- when your glasses fog up, and
- when the world is foggy.




































In case it’s hard to see what’s going on in this photo …

… all but one of the balloons at CVS yesterday were masked. I said to Michael, “There’s one in every crowd.”
It’s hard to see any song I like on YouTube called “It’s Hard to See,” so here is “It’s Hard to be Human” by Kina Grannis instead.
It’s not hard to see why people would write these comments about that song:
Emma Anderson
6 days ago
Kina Grannis: The singer to soothe the nation.Jasmine Her
6 days ago
I feel this song so much. I had literally been through a horrible rut since quarantine began. I’m starting to finally feel okay, trying to learn and grow.Tabitha S-O
6 days ago
Well, I’ve been crying for a bit listening to this but it’s ok to feel my feelings
It’s hard to see how so many people don’t know it’s ok to feel their feelings.
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know it’s not hard to see gratitude here.


it is very hard to see some things, now, more than ever, but there are some things that are very clear. it is clear that nature continues to show it’s beauty for all to enjoy, by the water, in the woods, in a garden. it is clear that there are people out there who do care, who are compassionate, altruistic, and who maintain a sense calm, and humor, and a positive approach to life. like the one who put the chimp on the house, all of the animals, the subtle yet powerful statements like the balloon display, the care taken in cooking a good meal, and most of all, the people who refuse to give up even on the hardest of days.
It’s clear to see, beth, that you are a person who cares, are compassionate, altruistic, who maintains a sense of calm and a sense of humor, and who has a positive approach to life. That is very clear. <3
Thank you, Ann, for seeing so much in our world, and allowing us to see it, too.
Thank you, Mark, for seeing so much in me. <3
I love those little construction vehicles and tiger on the retaining walls of the garden. So fun and also hopeful.
I love your little comments, Maureen, and your big comments, too. <3 <3
It’s hard to see without my glasses! ⃛♡ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )
Me too! But I think we both still see a lot! <3
Indeed, my friend! ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
It’s hard to see why everyone wouldn’t agree with the daily bitch share, need my coffee 👌☕️
It’s hard to see why everyone wouldn’t agree with you, Kellie!
It’s not hard to see a lot of wonderful things here, but it is hard to see why I haven’t asked about that tower on the small strip of land extending out into the water. Every time I see it I wonder what it is, although I like the mystery of it out there in the fog.
I wonder what that tower is too, Chris, and that wonder made today’s blog. I hope it’s not hard to see my admiration for you.
Many things are hard to see, but this blog isn’t one of them
It’s easy to see, Jo-Anne, that you are wonderful.
i really like that path through the grass and the hearts on the door. It helps to get outside. Tonight I saw the slimmest little crescent moon the I came back from a walk.
It’s wonderful to see what you like and see. Lisa.
It’s hard to see how anyone could refuse to work with others for the greater good, but your blog always reminds me that there are just as many kind and selfless people out there. Thank you for your pervasive hopefulness and positivity, Ann! 💕
It takes one pervasively hopeful and positive person to know another one, my friend. <3
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