I’m such a loner. The “isolation” of this virus hasn’t bothered me a bit. We Garden at this time of year, starting seeds and breaking up new ground for planting, and that’s just what I’ve been doing. Other than wearing mask and gloves when I grocery shop at 7am, not much has changed around here. I sort-of started Spring Cleaning, kind of, which is totally normal for me. What has bothered me is how Time is Warped right now… Every week seems like a year and the days lumber along slowly — what day is it, again?
I know that many of you are concerned about my daughter. She and her family are doing well, thank-you. If you are friends with her on facebook you can see for yourself. We stay in touch and there’s not much else that can be done right now. In order to keep a handle on my anxiety, I stop and Practice the Presence more often and that’s a Good Thing.
We had some storms fly through last night and tornadoes touched down about 10 miles from here, both sides of the river, just adding to the Stress on our First Responders. With All my Heart and Soul, I am sending Love and Strength their way. The clean-up efforts will only compound the hazard of spreading the virus. Please stay safe if you are inclined to help, and Bless you for it.
This week I’m starting a series of posts about the “genealogy” of our house and grounds, aka Sonnystone Acres. We continue to garden and I post at Growing Every Season on Thursdays. I’ll try to be friendlier over at the facebook, but you can always call or text or email, as well.
Last week seems like a year…
I didn’t realize that the Jose’ fam had been out to see Riverdance on the 13th just before they shut Broadway down. I asked that Melissa delay her visit until they had been isolated for 2 weeks. She readily agreed, expressing her concerns for me. I was wracked with guilt that I had to disappoint her kids, who you know I love beyond words, but I felt it was best for all.
Here in Eville, my daughter-in-law’s trip was cancelled, but I went ahead and had the Jr. girls over to play. I was thinking that the risk from Evansville was not as great. It’s true that we’ve not had any tests here until a couple of days ago when there was one person who tested positive, but that’s because we didn’t get any tests until last week. We are now under Strict quarantine, refusing to let the Jr girls visit, either, but I don’t think that’s making anybody feel better.
The New Yorkers are under SuperStress right now. Both Melissa and Eric are immunocompromised and Melissa’s job is at risk. There is no bailout for them, yet the bills have to be paid. All I can do is continue to send Love and Peace her way and not add to the tension she must be feeling.
My trip to England, scheduled for the Queen’s Birthday celebration in June, will undoubtedly be cancelled. I’m pretty sure the airline will waive change fees and let me reschedule eventually, but it’s a major disappointment. Royal Ascot sent my tickets out with a message that they will promptly refund if the meet is called off. Britain has been super-slow responding to this pandemic so I have just written off the trip until next year…if there is one. God Save the Queen! I’d sure like to see her before she checks out.
How dare I whine like this! I feel so guilty about my constant anxiety. Unfortunately, worry is not rational and many of us who are just fine are still waking up with fear. Stay Strong, Friends.
To Those of you working essential jobs: You are the salt of the Earth–Bless you!
We’re all in this together…We are All One…
P.S. The Garden Blog has been revived.
We’re All feeling it, though some are scared and others defiant. All of us are affected by the shut-down of schools, libraries, museums. I still don’t get the run on toilet paper and groceries, but my usual grocery pick-up order from Walmart was cancelled because they ran out of stock. I made my way down to Schnucks and the IGA today and witnessed for myself the empty shelves. The workers are somewhat stunned from the long lines and the supply trucks have been diverted to larger stores, so they’re not sure when they’ll be able to restock. Crazy.
Yes, there have been so many reactions of this pandemic. My heart goes out to the healthcare workers and their families on the front line of this epidemic. I am so grateful for their selfless service. Our governor is doing a good job of handling things here in Indiana and I’m hoping that other state governments have stepped up, too.
Life here at Sonnystone has always been a bit like “self-isolation”, so it hasn’t changed much. Seems to me that it’s a good time to Practice Being Present. We are fine and so are our loved ones. We are grateful beyond words for our health and wealth. No dark imaginings, we are distancing from fear or worry. There are books to read, Netflix to watch, music is everywhere. Right Here, Right Now I breathe in Love and breathe out Peace. Now Smile. Really, make yourself Smile…it’ll do you a World of Good.
Since getting back from Florida we’ve planted potatoes, onions, and peas, brought out the over-winters, and started work in the Peace/Bird Garden. I’m ready to Revive my Garden Blog this week andsSince you will have a little time on your hands, you’ll want to follow along.
Remember this from “Desiderata”
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams
it is still a Beautiful world.
Be Careful. Strive to be Happy.
Peace, dear Readers
Better than Words..3 minutes, 52 seconds…
I would say that this has been the Best Birthday Week Ever, but I’ve had some pretty good Birthday Weeks so I’ll simply say that I’ve had Another Best Birthday Week. Starting on the 23rd with the Monorail Crawl (going from the Polynesian to the Grand Floridian to the Contemporary stopping for Rum Drinks and Birthday wishes), and ending up on the evening of the 28th riding the Rise of the Resistance in Galaxy’s Edge, it has been charmed.
Oh, the weather was cold and windy, but we Laugh in the face of Weather.
While we were in central Florida we visited Aunt Shirley in Melbourne, staying the night with Cousin Kim. I want to visit them every month or so now, though their weather was no better.
I was thinking about all the different Jos I’ve been–a different person every year celebrating Birthdays 1-67. Not all of mySelves were Great, but each one brought its own gift. You couldn’t pay me to be 20 again…but 40 was nice… Oh, well, she’s in here somewhere..
We cruised on home yesterday, already thinking about going back. I haven’t gone through all of the pictures of the trip yet, so I’ll do a Travelogue-type post later this week.
Another Birthday, my 67th to be exact…
This wish: Go to Disney World on my Birthday! Yess!!
It’s been a Terrific Day and we’re just starting into Birthday Week…
This little gal has brought us So Much Joy in the past 5 years.
We spent Tuesday and Wednesday together, riding our magic carpets, searching for treasures with our maps, wearing our crowns, laughing and singing.
We had a little pre-b-day party at McDonald’s (she picked her favorite) on Wednesday.
Being a Grandparent is the Best part of Aging…
Love that I feel for them is like no other Love. So Grateful for all Four of my Grand-daughters.