We’re moving through a fuzzy moment in time. Pleased to socialize, but warily looking over our shoulders.
This past year has made me painfully aware of just how old I am.
Bad news is not welcome. The hard fast reality is that our local hospital may have to start prioritizing patients.
Now I feel as if I have woken up into an alternate reality of the United States, a reality where humanity aspires to be the worse version of ourselves. I call it the “It’s All-About-Me” society.
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 # 8 during the Coronavirus Pandemic in Annapolis, Maryland USA Waiting for the world to once again become “puddle-wonderful” We are now at the two month point in our “stay at home” orders and I sense everyone else’s restlessness each time I take a walk. Just the volume of walkers in itself isContinue reading “Exploring Cemeteries and Learning New Recipes As Pandemic Restrictions Continue”
No blue ribbons were awarded this year for beautiful May Baskets in Annapolis, Maryland, but that didn’t stop me from making one.
Many of arts groups have posted online performances and invited artists to share their work on new platforms.
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.