there is so much to believe in still — the birds are still singing, there are still campfires, still sunlight, still the promise of rain, still shared meals, we are still breathing for now and a breath can become laughter can become song can become a pressure release. there is still rosemary to breathe in, still hummingbirds that visit, still a heart that feels and is moved and keeps going inside us. there are still chances to keep trying and engage and dig in. we are still here and to feel it is a blessing