I cried reading a book called Braiding Sweetgrass. The chapter on Witch Hazel reminded me of my [I.] grandmother and us going out in the fields looking for wild food, like blackberries, asparagus and sassafras. As a child I was happiest on the [W.] farm and it’s values seeped into my consciousness, even though I live in a city, where I grow veggies and flowers in a community garden and have potted herbs on my deck. It was sadness for a past that is no more in so many ways. And for the people in my life who are gone that I want to tell how much they made me the woman I am today.
June 12, 2021
Well, June and July (2021) were a brief respite in which we could imagine we saw the light at the end of the tunnel. However, in the last 2 weeks, it's become increasingly clear we are in the middle of the pandemic, with the end unclear, and the light we imagined is merely the headlight of the Delta variant express in the tunnel. Really tried to feel compassionate for the unvaccinated, hesitant, and those who refuse outright out of personal liberty. I'm sort of losing that capability... (Is drinking and driving personal liberty? No - because it can harm others, not just the individual who does it). I've been wearing my mask indoors all along (in public spaces, not in small places where I knew everyone's status). I do not enjoy it, but it is a really, rather minor annoyance for the safety of my community, immunosuppressed, children not yet eligible, etc. And now, due to the surge in delta cases fueled by the unvaccinated, and to a lesser degree involving the vaccinated, we are again under an indoor mask mandate. And the risks will only grow, as the kids return to school and Fall weather drives everyone indoors. Being vaccinated still safer than not, but sadly have learned we can transmit it at same rate as the unvaccinated. The alpha variant was 2x as transmissable as the original SARS-Cov2, the delta variant twice as transmissable as alpha. If only there were some kind of trend here anyone could ascertain?(!?!?) Until we are all safe, no one is safe. Until we are all safe, no one is safe. Until we are all safe, no one is safe. Until we are all safe, no one is safe. sigh.
August 3, 2021