The Sunday before Memorial Day during Confinement 2020

I transplanted more of these yesterday to the area adjacent to the fence and next to the garage. I remove the plants growing where they shouldn’t be and put them where I want them.

It is Sunday, Day seventy-one of confinement and we are starting the eleventh week.

It is strangely sunny and warm, almost odd after a week of very cool days, too much rain, and storms that are on the border of frightening. I am about to put on the dehumidifier as I am thinking that we want to keep the possibility of mold down.

My days are a strange routine of coming down and opening up all the windows, merging my going up and down the stairs with activity as I put things away and clean up here and there. During the day I spend time studying Hungarian with Duolingo, I cannot believe that I have been doing it for over three months straight. My screen time is high because I do Duolingo and read my Zane Grey books on my iPad. There is a lot of time spent with the granddaughters and the rest of the family. Puzzles are at a bit of a standstill as is my paint by number canvas. The current puzzle situation is at a standstill because of my frustration with the current puzzle. It has many pieces that fit in more than one place and look absolutely perfect. Somehow, that has psychologically affected my working with it. I am a bit disappointed with the paint by number since the canvas is not even well marked, it is clear that the imprinting was shoddy and that I will have to make judgments of even which color paint to use in certain parts of it. The canvas itself is hard to work with as I cannot seem to ‘paint a straight line.’

We are all frustrated at not seeing family members with the regularity we had and I am finding it especially hard regarding the two grandkids in Highland Park since we are still social distancing. There are no easy answers here.

Such is life in the time of Coronavirus.

About Richard Koerner

Sixty something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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