This is the time of year when we enjoy getting out to watch the wildflowers bloom. This year, however, it's even more important. Early in March, we celebrated my recovery from cancer by heading to Gulf Shores, AL, for a week's vacation. Yes, we heard about the Corona virus, but that was in China. Then it was in Washington state. Then it started spreading across the country. We had a trip to Arizona scheduled for April and started thinking about canceling it even before we got home.
When we arrived home, I got my nails done and went to Kroger's, knowing that many of their shelves would be bare. And life began to change. Schools and day cares are closed. Our 8 year old grandson started spending days with us doing e-learning. We decided not to go to the YMCA and then it closed altogether anyway. "Non-essential" stores are closed, and there's lots of confusion about what is essential and what isn't. Liquor stores are deemed essential. Church has online FaceBook services and our Sunday School class meets by Zoom online as well. I've discovered that the camera on my laptop doesn't work. I never tried to use it before. All sporting events and other mass meetings have been cancelled, including the Kentucky Derby. Even Beckham Bird Club has cancelled everything. And no one can predict how long all this will last. Our governor, Andy Beshear, is doing a great job keeping people informed, but the numbers get worse every day. Even orchestras and choruses are performing with each indivdual at home- some great software there.
Yes, they say, go to parks, but now the playgrounds and restrooms at the park are closed, and Bernheim has closed to the public altogether. So we walk in the neighborhood, or go to Creasey to keep up with the spring wildflowers. It keeps us sane. It keeps us (and our grandchildren) from going nuts.
Tavia has started doing live FaceBook walks in the Fern Garden. I'm learning more about FaceBook then I ever guessed, and they want people to start using their new version. ACK!
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We spotted a fuzzy looking "bee" on some of the flowers at Creasey, so I took photos for later identification. I'm familiar with the clearwing moths, and had looked for this guy among the moths, unsuccessfully. Finally got a response to my request from an entomologist, who said it was actually a fly!
I must admit, it's more fun to walk when the sun shines!
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