All I have thought about this past week are the changes that are occurring much to fast, in my opinion. No masks outside, no masks necessary inside...it makes no sense to me as we are nowhere near herd immunity as a country. Personally, my family will continue to wear masks in stores and when outside around a lot of people. That's just how we are going to handle it, especially since we have an 11 year old daughter who will not be able to get the vaccine for a number of months. This is a picture from a hike I took with my daughter. The water looks like soap suds in some areas and I found it a perfect representation of what is still needed regarding COVID. We still need to clean up this pandemic mess and make smart decisions.
May 27, 2021
Beans!! I know it's a weird way to start this entry, but during quarantine and staying in my dorm, I try and find happiness in the little things. As I feel I have little control over the world around me, I do things that I have complete control over to try and remain sane. The newest escapade of mine involves growing black eyed peas on my dorm window ledge. Being able to turn the sprouts away or towards the sun and water them regularly is about as much control I have over anything at the moment. They are also representative of my home and family. On my way out after visiting my mom for Passover, I quickly grabbed a small ziplock bag and tossed in a dozen or so beans. Throw in a little water and boom! A few weeks later I have plants coming in at around 5 inches tall. I've grown beans in the past. My fourth grade science teacher did a demonstration in class when we were learning about photosynthesis. Reflecting back on it now, it's one of the earliest memories I have where my fascination with biology started to bloom. I remember so vividly rushing back home after school that day and starting my very own bean-growing setup. And not to toot my own horn, but I remember them growing tall enough to the point where my parents were gladly surprised. As I'm writing this entry and staring at the two sprouts planted in a recycled coffee jar, I think these beans provide the perfect metaphor for a world post-covid. Rebirth.
April 15, 2021