Out by 6 am, and while it was already 70°F, it was not humid so felt rather nice out. Clear on the the ground, although there was a light layer of clouds up high. That tends to make mornings brighter since the cloud layer reflects the light pollution. Not quite as light out as during a full moon, but still, more like pre-dawn than late-night.
I noticed that my elder neighbor has a bright yellow van parked out front of her place. It is her eldest son’s vehicle, which means he’s come down from Atlanta, probably for the duration. I suspect, given that I also saw his little travel trailer parked behind it, that’s he has been displaced by the covid19 lockdown. He works in the entertainment industry so it’s not surprising. I do worry that he’s brought the virus to his mother, but that is always a possibility for her since she has living care assistants who visit her a few times a week.
Won’t be the last of seeing people migrate and move in with family or just…disappear.
The park was quiet but I think traffic has leveled out, it seems about as busy as it has been (that is: not very) for the last few days.
I’m feeling melancholic less from my own fears but what I see happening around me. It’s sinking in for this community that this will have a major impact, both in lives affected and the economy. Walking Keely is my only “out” right now, but even these jaunts are haunted by the spectre of despair and fear nipping at our heels, if not for myself then for friends and family all over the world.
Well. Nipping at MY heels, certainly. Keely is just enjoying me being around all the time, although less so my brushing her more frequently to reduce the pollen intake in our home.