Now with so many people unemployed – many of them artists and historians—we have the opportunity to create and fund works of art that will unite the country.
Will the Pandemic enable us to reflect on our past actions and see more clearly?
Life in Annapolis, Maryland USA During the Covid-19 Pandemic- Week #10 It is 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday morning and the loud sound of a car horn vibrates through my head. It keeps droning on and on. I look to see where the sound is coming from. My husband Peter and I are taking our labradoodleContinue reading “Angry Motorist Vents Frustration at Coronavirus, Croquet and Memorial Day”
Week #9 of the Covid-19 Pandemic and life in Annapolis, Maryland USA continues to feel as if someone pressed the pause button. Some restrictions have been lifted, but as one news pundit aptly said, “People will vote with their feet.” So despite the loosening of some of the regulations in Maryland that allow many retailContinue reading “State of Maryland Starts to Reopen; but Solitary Walks and Virtual Socializing a Safer Option”
No blue ribbons were awarded this year for beautiful May Baskets in Annapolis, Maryland, but that didn’t stop me from making one.
If I am feeling irritable from being cooped up too long, a little dancing will make me laugh. Peter is a good partner and he doesn’t step on my toes.
Many of arts groups have posted online performances and invited artists to share their work on new platforms.
Trying to offer condolences–My words feel hollow when what I would like to do is give her a hug, now an impossibility.
Our dog looks a little depressed to me, unable to interact with new humans and no longer able to sniff and say hello to her four-footed friends due to social distancing.
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?”