May 16, 2020

Halina and I went to Empoweeing Gardens this morning, our first time shopping at a store since March 13. It was all outdoor. We wore our masks. We stood in a socially distanced line for 30 minutes to get in the gate. It felt good to fill the car with flowers.

And hang flowers.

And walk Lynda’s dogs on a mild day.

And then hang out on her porch for an hour, still in our masks, with Cinnamon on my lap, and listen to her stories. Her porch is like a living room, with a big wooden table in the center and comfy old leather couches and old farmhouse antiques and wall hangings and knickknacks and pots and pots of flowers. She waved to people walking by and the air was cool and comfortable. I couldn’t resist. Home again, we washed up, wiped down our stuff, changed clothes. It’s weird to feel a little guilty just for visiting someone. It wasn’t the absolutely safest thing to do, I know, but I think I needed it.