A day or two ago, my blogging friend Derrick posted a picture of the beautiful pie that his wife Jackie had baked. This, in turn, inspired me to make one of our favorite desserts, cinnamon pie knots.
It felt oh so good to doing something vaguely normal in these not very normal times.
It’s funny. Clif and I are extreme homebodies. Most of our time is spent in our own house working on our various projects. At night, we watch shows on a streaming network and then read before going to sleep. We are the opposite of gadabouts. And yet we feel the strain of sheltering in place as keenly as those who are used to going out on a regular basis. Part of it is because we have a daughter in New York City, the current epicenter of the pandemic in the U.S. And, yes, we worry about her. But so far, so good. We also worry about our North Carolina children. So far, so good for them as well.
But we also wonder what the future will hold. How long will it be like this? Right now, we are ordering food online to supplement our stockpile. When will we feel safe about the once simple act of going to the grocery store? Will we have to stay secluded until a vaccine is developed? For a year? For eighteen months?
We have a book—Out of Time—that will be published this fall. We already know that because we can’t go to various shows, this will not be a good year for selling books. We’ve accepted this, and we regularly give thanks that between social security and a pension, we have enough to keep the household running. But when will we be able to get out and sell books? Who knows?
Finally, we watch the news and see the suffering of various folks, those who don’t have jobs anymore; the brave workers who must continue to go out into the world, thus increasing their own chance of getting sick; those whose loved ones have died.
Our hearts go out to them. We feel the pain of not only those in this country but also around the world.
As I wrote in a previous post, there is no them. Only us.
Coronavirus News from Maine
From Maine Public
Way up in northern Maine—land of my ancestors!—a good Samaritan, Hannah Lucas has come up with a unique way to deliver groceries to elderly folks who should be staying put. That is, by dog sled. Mush, noble dogs, mush!
From Maine CDC
Maine’s number of cases of the coronavirus: 432 (Monday’s numbers: 275.)
Deaths in Maine from Covid-19: 9 (Monday’s numbers: 0)
The News from All Over
From Wired Magazine
(Thanks to Tangly Cottage Gardening Journal for sharing this piece on her blog and bringing it to my attention.)
I was not expecting to be facing this sort of thing in snuggly socks and a dressing gown, thousands of miles from home, trying not to panic and craving a proper cup of tea. This apocalypse is less Danny Boyle and more Douglas Adams.
From the New York Times
More than 6.6 million Americans filed for unemployment benefits last week.
The Latest Numbers
Global Cases: 1,026,974 (Monday’s numbers: 732,153)
Global Deaths: 53,975 (Monday’s numbers: 34,686)
My own take: It seems my hopes of the coronavirus being contained in Maine were merely wishful thinking.