Hingham Harbor looking toward Hull Neck

This is a view from Hingham Harbor looking toward Hull (Hull neck) and little Grape Island , with the Atlantic Ocean beyond. (Hingham was my family's home for 37 years - actually still is, cause its my brother's dear locale.) I took the picture a year ago today when I was embarking on new adventure. That was to semiretire, and start my own little writer's practice. Mark that, sailor! What an incredible year span it's been for the universe - like 1967-1968 - an agitating cycle. The meteor showers are coming as they always do, and I am concerned this July will be a whopper. To me, there is a reason that the Declaration of Independence and the Fall of the Bastille both happened in July.... and there is electric fire in the air - but I am going to trust in the Lord - and always look for better days. Yesterday, Massachusettes had Zero Coronavirus deaths to report - that I take as a sign. Pick a sign, any sign! I am listening to Bob Dylan's new record. This is so great to be able to hear his muse just as in 1967-1968. He says "I dont gamble with cards/I don't shoot dice." (Track 3: My Own Version of You) And I ask: Do you bet on the horses, Bob? Yes, or no, may the horse be with you! Let's all drink Progressive Milk, and put a little bit more water in the Soup!