It is day seventy-nine of Confinement. I am sitting on the patio as the maple seeds (helicopters) fall from the tree. I hear the falling water of my pond waterfall. I am sipping lukewarm coffee as I ponder the events of last night.
For whatever reason, we were pretty much caught up in the Sunday as our ‘roomies’ were out and about and we were left to our own devices. I did some language study and miscellaneous things around the house.
I finished the Van Gogh Puzzle that has caused me great consternation for the past few days, so much so that I avoided it for more than one day. The only way that I finished it was to do something I have never done with a puzzle: I organized the pieces into pieces with no prongs, one prong, two prongs, three prongs, and four prongs. I don’t know if prong is the word I need to use but for lack of a better word…
I ended up doing each individual piece by going through all the appropriate pieces and I could sometimes see how many ‘prongs’ a piece needed. The biggest thing to make this puzzle hard was the fact that pieces could ‘perfectly’ fit into more than one spot. I ended up taking apart at least three major spots before I came up with the right mix.
Now I am working on a solid wood puzzle lent to me by a friend that, I believe, was crafted in Vermont. He told me about them and I soon found out that these puzzles can cost as much as $1000. He sent me two of them. It is very different to work with, I must say, but they are beautiful and there is no photo of the final view.
After dinner, my phone sent me an emergency message from Deerfield that told us, in essence, to ‘batten down the hatches’ as violence was in nearby Chicago and also the suburbs. A local T-Mobile location had been robbed, an unusual fact, and although not looting, as in other parts of the country, there was a certain fear that it could happen. Our municipal leaders and police are in the ready mode.
This had been a day of protests across the country and even in Europe. George Floyd, an African American man, was murdered by the police in Minneapolis (I saw the video), brutally treated and murdered by strangulation caused by a knee on his neck for quite a long period of time as he lay on the ground helpless and surrounded by four cops. Centuries of this kind of treatment has got to stop.
I turned on the TV to see violence happening everywhere, even near the White House. Our leader was ‘bunkered’ for part of the day, something I think of especially in terms of Adolph Hitler toward the very end. It was frightening and continued for the rest of the evening. As a ‘Boomer,’ I am well aware of violence in cities, recalling the 1960s’ issues quite well.
It is depressing. As Dan Rather put it, in his lifetime he has never seen such a situation without having a President responding via speech, TV, etc. At the same time, he said there has never been a President whose words would be as unwelcome at a time like this.
What a horror! Pandemic and now violence in our cities. Where is leadership, equality, and fairness in this country of ours?