Mary Beth Writes

We once owned a children’s book of cutely ironic poems.  Can’t find the book this morning, but I can describe the exact poem I am remembering. There is a funny little dog in an askew uniform standing in the middle of a dusty road. He looks wrinkled and unhappy. 

Tied to him is a very big, bag-of-bones horse.

The poem reads:

 “I was standing in the road as quiet as can be,

when a great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me.”

 This is how I feel. We didn’t do anything wrong. We were just living our lives, and suddenly there is this Looming Giant Coronavirus tied to us and there is nothing we can do but wait - hoping it doesn’t get bit by a fly and take off galloping down the road with us flopping and flailing in its wake.

As some of social media is reminding us, this is how great swaths of humanity are living their lives. Waiting at the dangerous border for their 20 minutes in US immigration court. Fleeing the only place they have ever lived to try to get to a refugee camp where no one wants them. Waiting for the doctor to call with test results. Waiting out the mysterious illness in a lethargic child. Sitting on a metal stool bolted to the floor in a crowded jail because you can’t afford the bail it will cost to get you out on this charge for a crime you did or didn’t commit … while reading about social distancing.

Take away all the other luxuries, dear God, but don’t mess with our beloved belief that we have our lives under control and nothing too bad is going to happen.

Just saying it again in case you aren’t paying attention. THIS WEEK is a crucial week. THIS is the week a lot of people who didn’t think they had Covid are going to start having it.  Guesses/estimates are that there are 10,000 infected people in many/most of our states. We don’t see these individuals yet because they are still harboring and sharing it. They/you may have it now. They/you might not get the sickness very hard; but those carrying the virus can infect others for 6 days before sickness appears. They/you may be passing it to your get-together pals, the other people at the bar or restaurant, to relatives, to the cashier at the grocery store.

Do your best to Quarantine yourself for a week until you know whether you have it or not.

If this sounds alarmist, it is.

We don’t know enough about the horse tied to us. 

Did you read the response letters to yesterday’s diary? People are sharing good info. 

Went for a walk yesterday. Earlier this week I purchased a $3 binoculars app for my phone. I used it yesterday to take some photos of birds which is why there is such a terrible, fuzzy, out of focus photo at the beginning of today’s writing. 

Quarantine as a good time for new goals?  I like crows. Maybe I’ll get better at Corvid pix in the next few weeks?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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