March 16th, 2020

blackhat

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A week ago i was double guessing my choice to not go to Ohio. I think the stress as the news changed day to day would have been intense: i'm glad i stayed home. It was Friday the 6th North Carolina had its second reported case, in my county. There were five more identified Monday a week ago. Thursday morning i made decisions about Meeting for Business and Meeting for Worship. It's felt like since Thursday i am continually surprised by news. "Wait, what?" i respond as the cases go up and up in state. It's 32 cases as i write. Christine notes how quiet it is with the absence of distant traffic: i agree.

As i drove across the lake yesterday, i thought, go fishing - perfect for social distancing.

Meanwhile, where did the promised rain go? I planted a bit in the garden yesterday after a long morning of Meeting and then a visit with Mom and Dad. The clay was cracked across the hard crusted top. Below that baked surface, an inch, the clay was moist and still able to sustain. That's one thing about the clay, it holds moisture longer than a sandy soil would. Once seedlings have roots down past the crust, it's good. It is, however, a challenge for getting seeds started.

The stilt grass seedlings have sprouted.

Just like the news, the weather of last week changed dramatically with a low of 28°F last Sunday, and now last night's low in the high 40s felt cool. Two of the three varieties of yellow daffodils burst into bloom Thursday -- the late blooming variety is taking its time. The dogwood sheltered by the house had broken flower bud, redbuds are blooming, the cherry tree at the south east corner of the house towers over with a spring green haze to its branches. The saucer magnolia is a riot of pink. The bright red-pink azalea has started blooming. The small clump of bluets in the herb garden have bloomed. Perennial flowers that died back over the winter have rosettes forming. The creeping phlox that have not been overrun -- a several year old planting of candy stripe phlox near the copse and last year's planting at the base of the "twins" - the multi trunk tulip poplar - have bloomed. My pansies from seed are actually blooming! The rapeseed plants that survived over last summer on the perms have sent up their yellow flowers (think fields of mustard). The miniature roses and the two rescue roses from the sale racks are looking vital. Mints -- especially where i have cut back the dead growth -- are green and growing. My horseradish didn't make it, but the wormwood i transplanted out of the garden area is thriving (deer don't eat it so i'm not wasting fenced space on it.)

If the weather is right (feh, where'd my half an inch of rain go?!) there will be cloud cover this week so the seedlings i set out yesterday and Saturday won't bake.

Fast food for breakfast and lunch yesterday. The Impossible whopper wowed me with the lovely tomato, lettuce, onions and pickle! I don't "build out" burgers when i have them at home, because i'm usually rushing food not making a meal when i have one. I was delighted to have plant based food available - i was expecting to have french fries - but i find the Impossible burger a little creepy, personally. I didn't dwell on it so that i could enjoy what i could of my meal on the run.

I'm exhausted: work last week was emotionally and intellectually exhausting, Saturday's yard work - breaking ground with the mattock in the bright sun - was physically exhausting, planning and running Meeting for Business and Worship - including offering telepresence - was socially exhausting ... I feel tears as i look at the week ahead and think of my energy.