MORE OF THE SAME

Well we are still here. Not much has changed since I last wrote. The pictures just lift up show glimpses of what we have been doing.

Cindy Goggled making facemasks and came up with this. It looks nice.

She has worn this when out for a walk.

A popular walking path here.

I painted our guest room. I took a couple of days because 1) I had nothing better to do and 2) most of the furniture was left in place and it was awkward to get at some surfaces. It turned out nice.

As part of that project I hung a large mirror on that wall. While working on that mirror in my workshop I dropped it (rather heavy) on my foot. Apparently it was a deeper gash than I originally thought. That was a few weeks ago now and it is slowly healing. 

In Colorado snow comes and goes. We are really ready for it to be Spring. Starting next week temperatures are supposed to finally be in the 70s for longer periods of time.

Daddy and Jackson. This was Jackson's first time.

The intrepid hunters celebrating their success.

An Easter egg hunt meant masks and social distancing. Both sets of grandparents watched from the deck. The weather was warm and the kids were excited.

Rick and Brenda

Cindy and I

WHAT'S NEXT

Well the Covid-19 Coronavirus has really changed life around the world. I know I'm not saying anything you dont already know.

I just finished reading a book I've read many times. I got it years ago when I was in my science fiction phase of reading material.

The book is called "When Worlds Collide" by Philip Wylie and Edwin Balmer. A movie was made from the book in 1951. The book was copyrighted in 1932 so you can imagine the way the characters talked. The following is a sample: "The women will be chosen for one purpose only: to breed a new generation in the new world." I have to laugh. The men are heroic and want to possess the women, to crush them in their arms and make them their own. Who talks like that anyway?

The purpose of mentioning this is finishing the book put me in a particular mood. Oh, I should mention that a ship was built and a metal was found to withstand the terrible heat of the atomic blast of the engines. Then after annilating hordes of savages bent on getting on board that ship or killing everyone in sight except the women, of course, the ship blasted off to the rogue planet that was hurtling towards earth. Earth would be destroyed but would provide sanctuary and a new beginning for the brave men and women who for-saw the inevitable and overcame the almost insurmountable  obstacles necessary to procure a new home, a new beginning on an alien world. The sequel is called "After Worlds Collide".

Anyway maybe now you have an idea how I was feeling.

This virus will not destroy us but has sure changed things. This isn't simply something taking place somewhere else this time. This isn't Ebola killing hundreds somewhere in Africa. This time it is a pandemic around the world. There have been thousands of deaths with some of those occurring here in Colorado. One of my friends here in our subdivision contracted this virus and is hospitalized. He is making a recovery I understand. Social distancing is expected from everyone. Colorado is shuttered except for vital businesses until April 26th. Millions of folks nation-wide have filed for unemployment insurance monies. Medical supplies for first-responders are critically needed.

How long will this last? Will a vaccine be developed? Will there be a second wave of this once people resume their "normal" lives? Once "normal" returns what will it be like? Will our favorite restaurants reopen? What businesses will have closed for good? Will there be a time when people are nicer to each other after having gone through this together? We've gotten used to worshipping online in a fashion. I know we will return to our church family but will everyone?

I miss being with the rest of our family. Cindy and I are fine. We can walk around our subdivision and get the mail. We are eating healthier since we eat almost exclusively at home. We watch too much tv and sit with our laptops a lot. Everyone is making due but I miss the hugs and antics of our grandchildren. Thankfully we can Skype or Zoom with them. I miss the gatherings of friends over a nice meal and the playing of Farkle, Dominoes, Old Maid and Go Fish.

You get the picture. I know things will get better and all this will be behind us. Psalm 91 is a great source of comfort.

I guess I need to start reading the sequel to once again read of the adventures of those brave men and women, dont forget those women, who have landed on a new "home" and are attempting to begin again.