Can you imagine all of us together in the garden?

Drawn daily between November 1–30, 2020

Text: Can you imagine all of us, together in the garden? There has always been enough for everyone. Image: Field of grasses blowing in the wind. A clear sky with a bright sun. (Copy)
Text: In the splintering, and the sharp pains, and the centuries of rot— Image: Tangled power lines and a bare tree in front of a stormy sky. A bright red sun in front of a hazy sky. (Copy)
Image: A waning moon wanes. Slowly covered by drifting clouds. (Copy)
Image: Woman sits with her hands clasped, thinking a thought bubble full of scribbles. (Copy)
Image: Table with an empty bowl. An empty chair. A window looks onto a darkening sky. A moon floats in the darkening dusk. (Copy)
The truth is, there is no one who is not your brother. We belong to each other. Who told you otherwise? Image: Trees in late autmn with a few leaves remaining. A close view of wet leaves on soi (Copy)
Text: Can you imagine the green springtime, and the garden? Can you imagine the future is possible? Image: Windows looking onto a sunrise or sunset; green onions growing on the windowsill. Gree (Copy)
Image: A fig tree, full of ripe fruits. A small halved fig. (Copy)
Image: A yellow sun looks onto a field full of grass. That same field, with soil eroded and some grass is yellowing. (Copy)
Image: A single bright moon in a starless sky. At the horizon there is a hint of daybreak. (Copy)
Image: Big clouds. A moon, pale in the daytime sky. Smaller clouds, with the color of sunset. The moon, brighter in the sky. (Copy)
Image: A single dark window. The sky, colorful at sunset. Rooftops of city houses, with one bright window visible. (Copy)
Image: A round yellow sun over a rolling green hillside. (Copy)
Text: I am holding onto the memory of green, and the possibility of life. Image: A dark winter sky. Bare trees. (Copy)
Image: A full fruiting fig tree. (Copy)
Image: A desktop screen fills with more and more notification windows, overlapping each other, chaotic and overwhelming. (Copy)
Text: Another day, in the in-between. Image: The corner of a room. Sun on a wall. A cup of coffee on a counter. (Copy)
Image: Waxing crescent moon. Cup of coffee on a counter. Bare winter trees over a vibrant sunset sky (Copy)
Image: A full moon, inset in a sky just after the sun is set. A moon-less sky, filled with stars. (Copy)
Image: View from a window—bare winter trees in front of pregnant clouds. Those same trees, seen through falling snow. (Copy)
Image: Giant moon in a dark nighttime sky. Bright sunrise sky with a few clouds. (Copy)
Image: Flat rural landscape with trees and buildings. A sky full of clouds turns dark. A single dart of lightning. (Copy)
Image: A moon surrounded by a round glow; a taper candle in a window surrounded by a round glow. (Copy)
Text: Another day, in the in-between. Image: A white sun sinks down to the horizon as the sky fills with the colors of sunset. (Copy)
Text: The possibility of life. Image: Sun shines on a daytime wall. Dark clouds move over a starry sky with a full moon. (Copy)
Text: I am holding onto the possibility of life. Image: A round white moon with a round glow; a small taper candle with a large round glow. (Copy)
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