It seemed like a normal day
The Corona blues
I dressed and put on my makeup
(but my coffee group no longer meets in the morning)
I drove to the post office
(but the streets were empty of people and the sign on the post office door said "keep 6 feet away")
I stopped at the bank
(but the doors were locked and only one sole person at the drive through greeted me)
I went for a walk on a familiar trail
(but very few people were out walking on this warm spring day)
So when I got home I opened the garage door and got out my pruning clippers. I tackled the small herb garden outside my kitchen door. As I gathered all the dry oak leaves who stubbornly refused to blow away the sun hit me on the back and I reveled in its warmth. I cleaned out the two hydrangea pots and trimmed back the dead wood and noticed the buds already trying to leaf out.
They don't know the world has stopped.
I guess there has never been a time when it is so easy to say I know, I understand, I feel that way too, about a post and be sure that you believe me. All through the blogosphere that suddenly feels much smaller, much more connected.
ReplyDeleteBe safe.