Friday, April 17, 2020
This Is How It Is Right Now
I took picture that on a walk the other day. I have no idea what sort of butterfly it is. It's tiny. The flower it's on is no bigger than a quarter and I was amazed to see such a fully-patterned butterfly in such a small form.
I did take a walk today but I took no pictures. It was absolutely a for-my-health-and-wellbeing-I-must-move walk walk. I have noticed a great drop in the amount of roadkill I pass lately. I think about that and am glad. Less cars, less dead animals. Of course we could soon be overrun by armadillos as cars are their only known predators but they're sort of cool when they aren't living under your house pulling out the insulation and ductwork to make homes for their babies.
Also, there has to be a huge drop in the number of car accidents and fatalities. Fewer DUI's? And far less pollution from cars. There's probably a lot less regular flu and just plain colds going around because people aren't exposing themselves to others who have those things.
There are definitely upsides to this whole situation but once again I will completely admit that I am so lucky to be able to say that because neither my family or friends have not been directly affected by the virus. I'll be changing my tune real fast if that happens.
I was just talking to Lily who told me that some customers in Publix are being so rude. She acknowledges that folks are probably getting to the breaking point with stress and worries but it's not fair to take them out on people who are risking their lives to make sure there's toilet paper on the shelves, not to mention produce, milk, meat, bread, beer, and wine.
And you know- cookies and Cheese-Its.
Hank and Rachel came by today for a socially distanced visit. I handed over the masks I made them and some garden greens and eggs. We walked around the yard and then sat on some of Mr. Moon's benches which work just as well for humans to sit on as they do for plant pots to sit on. It was so, so nice to see them. Tomorrow was supposed to be their wedding day and they have some deep sadness about that not happening but as Hank said, after these last weeks of being together all the time and still being able to crack each other up and wake up glad to see each other, they are more sure than ever that they want to be wed.
I find that rather beautiful.
They've ordered a little cake to pick up and are going to get food from a favorite restaurant for take-out tomorrow and have arranged everything so that they can spend the day entirely together, celebrating what should have been a much bigger and more public celebration. Our family is giving them love for sure and the wedding will happen at some point.
And beyond that, all is as sweet as it could be here right now. I have a tendency to feel guilty about how sweet I'm having it. But to be honest- having an excellent excuse to not have to go out into public, to not have to deal with traffic and commerce- well, it's a dream come true.
Which should probably disturb me or at least give me pause. I feel as if I'm drifting along on a cloud of ease, doing only the things I want to do, enjoying the smallest details of a very small life, appreciating each and every meal and bloom and bird song and text of support and love from my family and friends and and every hug and word of appreciation and love from my husband.
I am overwhelmed with it all.
I am vastly sorry that it's taken a global pandemic to force me to the most basic part of my true human needs but here we are.
As always, I can only say this from a place of privilege due to so many things that I have not done one thing to earn.
But for today, this is how I am feeling.
Did you know that tomorrow night there's going to be a huge concert special broadcast almost everywhere, organized by Lady Gaga? That there are going to be so many people playing in support of health care workers around the world and the U.N.'s Foundation's Covid-19 response fund? Well, there is. And guess who is going to be playing along with many, many others?
You guessed it. The Rolling Stones.
The thought of being able to see Keith's old beautiful face in real time makes me happier than you can know.
I'll be watching.
It's Friday, y'all. I hope you are happy. And safe. And well.