OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
And then there were two: the frogs are multiplying in my pool.
A day spent mostly in front of my computer. Some of it wasted while I was working on the wrong documents. I blame it on the pandemic brain.
Monday is usually also a day of housework and maintenance. I took the above photograph while cleaning the pool this evening.
So, lockdown level three, adjusted, extended …
Listening to the President, I kept thinking: why are we so irresponsible that these regulations not only seem, but actually are, necessary to prevent more deaths and misery because of the pandemic.
Wear a mask, wash your hands and maintain physical distance during a pandemic should require no prompting or reminding by now. And: don’t drink and drive, and, above all, don’t raise your hand against ANYONE, especially not women and children, under any circumstances, not even under the influence of alcohol, should also be obvious. But the only obvious things is … that these regulations and kindness are beyond too many people.
And here we are.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”