Every day I choose a woman like myself to imagine, putting myself as close to her as I can in mind and heart. Reports of the Russian war against Kharkiv yesterday outlined a picture of libraries and museums wrecked, the staff having made desperate efforts to shield precious artifacts of Ukrainian and Russian culture. If you scroll long enough, you will find mention of this work. So today I am with a librarian in Kharkiv. The Instagram account withukraine has brought me closer, it appears, to what Ukrainians are witnessing. Reports on this account are generally aligned with what I am reading in The New York Times and other papers. They appear to be posting both official statements and shots from people on the ground. It is the latter that compel me.