It seemed like a normal day

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.