Category Archives: Nature

Pandemic Diary: 13 June 2021

We walked into the grocery store without masks. We went to the library and browsed to our hearts’ content without masks. In Massachusetts, enough people are now vaccinated to allow most of us to be freer now in our movements. Last weekend we even went to a restaurant and sat inside with friends and ate, without masks.

Other parts of the world are still dealing with raging infections and deaths. My mind, soul, and heart don’t know where to stand, where to go, what to feel, living on a teeter-totter. So I enjoy my new freedom, and I weep for those who don’t have it yet.

And I wait to see what comes next.

Today I decided to treat myself like I would tell anyone else to treat themselves. I paid $100 for a set of Photoshop filters. I’ve used the free version for a few years now, but as always happens in the Capitalist world, the company finally killed off the free one and only offers an expensive paid version. Without the filters, I found that I never wanted to spend time on my photography anymore because the artistic rendering was too limited. I feel bad about the money spent, but it’s exciting to work on images again.

Pandemic Diary: 6 Dec 2020

I recently found a screensaver on our TV with pictures of stacked stones. I set it on a 30 sec delay, and I spend lots of time now just meditating on the stones. So rather than dwell on any more tragic realities, here’s a slide show of stones stacked on one another in balance. [All photos found on Pixabay.]

Pandemic Diary: 3 Dec 2020

Infections continue to rage here, as do deaths. Even Pittsfield has reinstated stricter lockdown measures. It’s mostly hitting nursing homes again. But I’m staying home with my asthmatic, easily upsettable bronchii.

We just heard today that a loved one’s got it now. Hopefully it will be a mild case, although she’s feeling pretty miserable at the moment.

Any good news? It’s sunny out today. 😎

Pandemic Diary: 24 Oct 2020

Only a few days of this particular glory in the fall wetlands, before the fire burns out and the silvery smoke of bare trees remains.

Oh, and I tested negative for COVID antibodies. My grandson can rest easy.

Pandemic Diary: 13 Oct 2020

When I started this, I thought writing “2020” was superfluous because it wouldn’t be happening in 2021. Looks like I was right to put the year.

Sometimes I can’t go to sleep at night because I can’t unclench my jaw. I’m writing this at 1:00am.

A small moment of joy this past weekend. Monarch butterflies have been few and far between this summer.