On sunny days, taking a stroll has become a game of weaving back and forth across the street to avoid close contact with everyone else seeking fresh air.
The sounds of bird tweets and their warbles, remind me it is officially spring, and I want to plant flowers. But that would mean a trip to the store, something I try not to do.
The bulbs we planted, yellow daffodils and purple crocus, are in bloom. They mark the spot where I hoped my daughter would be standing in her long white dress next to her betrothed, exchanging vows. It’s not going to happen—this spring. They are still in love but there’s a virus on the loose, interrupting lifeContinue reading “What’s a Wedding Without Family and Friends In the Time of Covid-19?”