life goes predictably haywire. And then unpredictably haywire. Skipping over the homefront, where things are now almost peachy, who could have predicted Covid-19? Well it turns out a fair number of virologists have been trying to get bat viruses more attention for quite sometime. I have listened to a podcast way above my pay grade for years, called This Week in Evolution that has a sister podcast called This Week in Virology. Again, they get going about eucaryotes and all sorts of exciting tiny things I do not understand, but the broad picture they also paint is fascinating and informative. They understand numbers and testing and mutation and make much more sense than what one encounters on the news.
We lucked out and spent half of March and all of April and May in Penetanguishene where being quarantined on the shores of Georgian Bay felt pretty perfect.
Keeping my mum-in-law safe and fed and warm as she adjusted to life back at the cottage under most peculiar circumstances (not to mention how cold and windy it stayed) felt important and useful as we both chafed at the bit, missing home. And the birds! It was so quiet and at dawn the birds would get very excited:
But we left home so our son and his best pal could have the house while they quarantined after returning from Thailand as the country was closing its borders. And they have all been well, so knock on wood so far so good. And NFLD has had no new cases for a donkey’s age so while I cannot go there, the family that are there have some economic freedom and as people who know the inside story will know are thriving much to my joy. Which explains why I learned to crochet during the cottage vigil, with, if I do say so myself, some degree of success:
Just a catch up post to say how grateful I am to be home and safe and to see if I can get this ball rolling again!
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