friday feelings

I don't have anything to do, work wise. I realized yesterday that I could be buying bread from the neighborhood, so I signed up online for a subscription. I walked over to pick up my loaf (or round?) at midday; it was still warm from the oven.

Yesterday I walked around Silver Terrace and encountered Jennifer outside her house again, this time with her dog, Lonny. I was taking a photo of an interesting front door across the street and heard my name. This time I stopped to chat for a while. It was a beautiful late afternoon for being outside. She said that her bee colony collapsed, at least partly because she didn't tend to it carefully enough. Some day, when we are no longer distancing ourselves, I hope to hang out on their back deck.

On Wednesday I texted Ann to ask her if she wanted to walk with me to pick up my CSA delivery. She met me at the corner of Newcomb and Mendell, wearing a bright yellow mask. It was good to see her in person.

In a few minutes I'll be getting online for a happy hour with N, J, and maybe M. I'm feeling quite warm -- probably because I'm wearing a wool sweater, sitting in my sunny living room, and I just spent half an hour vacuuming. I haven't taken a shower since . . . Tuesday? So I am probably a bit smelly. But nobody is smelling me.

I had a long video chat with KW yesterday evening, and I have a google hangouts date with VH tomorrow morning. I've been emailing old friends, including Carl, to find out how they're doing. Only one is sick with some kind of flu -- he hasn't been tested, and his symptoms are mild -- though they seem to be lingering.