Life goes on

We were saying a few days ago how quickly a week goes by.  And then I thought how slowly two years goes by.  And I think the secret was that a week doesn't hold many expectations, whereas the two years sends hints of retirement and a new normal.

Yesterday we went on a hike at the RBG arboretum.  We wanted to see the lilacs that in many cases were past their prime.  But they were still pretty great.  And then we walked, meandered really, on a trail in the woods while trying to stay spaced from an older gentleman ahead of us who had a camera with a huge lens on it.  He wanted to take pictures of well.... just about everything.  But we weren't in a hurry.   It was the family behind us with I don't know how many kids that was. 

It's interesting how COVID still monopolizes much of our conversation.  Most mornings while in our hot tub we talk about how it impacts our work and what things might look like in September.  And we wonder what our summer will look like and what we'll be able to do and not do.  It's too bad our powers that be are not able to hear us since I'm sure most of our ideas and solutions are just what this country and province needs to do.  Ah well...

And finally, my project for the summer is already done.  I had every intention to build a hosta-bed-retaining-wall over the summer.  But shoot... it's already done.  So now I'm on to other gardening projects.  It's all good and I have this isolation thing to thank for it.

And life goes on...