I took that picture last night when I went to shut Moana up. There is one thing that the iPhone cannot do and that is to take really high def pictures of the moon. Well, I'm sure there are lots of things the iPhone can't do but with my limited knowledge and abilities, that is one thing I do notice. Still, that picture pleased me with the lighted curve of the shadowed round moon belly.
It's been another day of do-I-or-do-I-not have covid. I've felt a little worse than I did yesterday but still very few respiratory symptoms. Mostly just aching and tiredness, my skin is very sensitive and my eyes feel weird. Vergil's PCR test came back and he is positive. Jessie also tested positive. So has August. Levon has not but has had the same symptoms. So what is really going on here? Obviously, the Weatherfords do have covid or have had covid and I was good and exposed on Thursday as was Mr. Moon who has no symptoms at all. We both took rapid tests this morning and neither one of us showed positive. The false negative rate of these tests is quite high compared to the false positives.
Of course I should just get myself to a testing place and get a PCR test but the idea of going to Tallahassee today just did not appeal to me in the least. I called around in Monticello but the CVS is the only place offering tests there. But I either need to go to Tallahassee or else just shut up about it all and isolate myself which is not a problem for me. Now- what about Mr. Moon? He is not one of those men who get a cold and moan and whine about it. He is almost toxically apt to ignore any and all symptoms of anything that he possibly can although after living with him for thirty-nine years I do know that if he falls asleep in his chair for long periods of time in the day he is probably sick.
But he's barely sat down today. He was too busy fixing plumbing problems in my bathroom and hanging a new bamboo stick blind for me on the back porch. In the winter when the pecans lose all their leaves, the sun can almost wipe out my ability to see my MacBook screen.
So I did nothing today. I sat on the couch and watched the travails of a formerly ultra-orthodox Jewish woman and her family on Netflix. I do not know why these shows suck me in but they do. I did some more mending but this time on an old nightgown of mine which is really not worth the mending but god, I love it. It's been patched and repatched. It's a nightgown AND a hobby.
The man is off with Tom to an FSU basketball game in Tallahassee tonight so I'm not worrying about supper although I think I might make myself a little stir fry and rice with some leftover venison back strap, mushrooms, and greens. We ate soup last night and for lunch again today and have plenty more for tomorrow.
I just went out to put Moana up and this is what the sunset looked like.
"Thank you, Moana," I said. "You are a very sweet hen."
I am so glad to have a chicken in my life again.