...is actually not that different from usual. I still go into the office. We can shop whenever we want, go for walks whenever we want. And the streets are empty - it's great. That said, our usual walking places are more full than usual, of families getting outside BEFORE THEY KILL EACH OTHER.
Plenty of parking at the office.
Half a melon. Why?
More parking.
Thomas deigns to drink the coffee I bought him.
Surgical gloves scattered in the parking lot of Meijer. Classy.
Thomas is training the chickens to nag for food constantly so that they will love him.
Frederick and I go for a trot round a lake today.
The wind picked up, but it was still in the low 50s.
A concession to the coronavirus: yellow warning tape round the swings.
Sunday, March 29, 2020
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