The elevators in our building got new signs yesterday stating only one person can use them at a time. Dave and I are together twenty-four-seven anyway, so we figure it is okay to share the elevator. Dave takes along the cane his cousin John made for him when we ride the elevator and uses its foot to push the buttons so we don’t have to touch them.
Dave also takes his cane on our walks and says he can use the cane to keep away anyone we meet who won’t maintain their physical distance. Of course, that never happens because when you walk between 9 and 10 pm. you meet practically no one and everyone we do meet is very careful about staying far away.
Dave used his cane last night. After one day of not walking, we knew we couldn’t sustain staying indoors around the clock. We both need to be outdoors and breathe some fresh air to stay sane and we don’t have a yard like many other people. Walking so late at night is interesting because now many apartment owners in the downtown leave their blinds up and so we can look inside and see their living space. With the normally bustling streets of the Exchange practically empty people don’t feel the need to lower their blinds in the evening anymore. It makes our walks really interesting.
We told stories to our grandsons again yesterday. Dave told them a story about saving his father’s life when his Dad passed out while fumigating their greenhouses to get rid of aphids.
I told them stories about going to visit my grandparents in Gnadenthal-going to the grain elevator in Grandpa’s big truck, the slop pail under the sink whose contents we fed to the pigs, playing dress-up with my thirteen cousins and the baby fawn my grandfather once brought home and cared for in his barn after he found it beside its dead mother on the road.
Rejoice is a publication I have contributed to annually for twenty-seven years. It features meditations and reflections for each day of the week. Our editor is putting out a special issue with personal stories from the writers about their experiences during the pandemic. Each submission is supposed to be illustrated. I wrote a story about how some birdseed attracted a crow to the window ledge of our downtown apartment. Since I hadn’t managed to get a photo of the crow, I sketched one to illustrate my submission.
Yesterday I was telling someone during our phone conversation how impressed I am with all the creative and cool lessons my teacher friends are posting online for their students. They asked……..but what about kids who don’t have computers. I hadn’t thought of that. What about them? How will they keep up with their lessons during the pandemic? Then I read an article in the New York Times about the thousands of children in New York City who live in homeless shelters. Their schools gave them i-pads to take home but the homeless shelters don’t have internet connections. Will the pandemic motivate governments to think about whether internet access should be provided as a service to everyone?
When we visit Dave’s family in southern Ontario a stop at the local Dairy Freez is often on the agenda. Sad to read yesterday that the business opened as it always does in spring, in spite of the pandemic, but not just for appropriate physically distanced take out and delivery as the government has recommended. Someone posted on Facebook they saw more than 60 people on the grounds enjoying icecream and not at all worried about physical distancing. I saw a similar story on Trip Advisor. I honestly hope this story is ‘fake news’.
Is anyone else finding they are only eating two meals a day during isolation? Since we aren’t as active as usual we just don’t seem hungry at noon. So we have a nice breakfast, our cocktails at 4:30 perhaps with a piece of cheese or fruit, and then dinner at 7 or so.
Dave has a big book of New York Times crossword puzzles. I have my own book of much easier crosswords. I try to do two a day. I am systematically working my way through the book and have already completed 22 puzzles.
I was excited to hear the birthday present I sent my granddaughter arrived at her house yesterday. I was hoping the postal service would stay operational. I have two more grandchildren with birthdays in spring so now I can start to get their birthday parcels ready too.