Celeste Hankins

Dec 5, 2024 | thesciencewriter.org | Celeste Hankins

A year before, I moved to the woods to recover from long COVID. Daylight hurt my eyes, so the low gray clouds of western Washington felt safe, like curling up with a down blanket and a warm cup of tea. The moss and earth smelled sweet. I bought a pair of red rain boots for puddle-splashing in the forest and hoped the dim, soggy weather would replenish my brain. Doctors weren’t sure how, but the coronavirus had mangled my neural pathways.

Oct 4, 2019 | lakechelanmirror.com | Celeste Hankins