This past week I put my dog in the car and went up to Empire, Michigan to take pictures and look for pretty rocks and fossils. I wanted to see how well [she] travels. She did fine. I was a bit anxious, though, I didn't need to be. She did accidentally lock me out of the hotel room. I went to the car, which was parked right outside the door, jumped up on the door, and turned the dead bolt. Inside the room were my keys and my phone. Other guests called the owners several times. As soon as they got the voicemails, they phoned to say they would be there soon. It was cold and very windy up north, but I got a few good pictures. It was too cold to do any serious fossil hunting along Lake Michigan's shores. But going up there marked a further nudge into normalcy. I woke up this morning to find we had had our first frost, so it's time to bring in the green tomatoes in the hopes they will ripen on the counter top. And I promised a friend that I would collect marigold flowers and freeze them. Her daughter makes dye from them. I wonder how long this bubble of normal will last before a new variant scratches at our warped sense of reality.
November 3, 2021
People around became suddenly more anxious with the pandemic. Some of them just open up and started to confine in me as the others just became withdrawn. Also in my family, we have the feeling that we've seen each other too much because we've lived together for more than a year without a single real break. There is an oppressive atmosphere at home we're not able to delete as we can't get out, hang up with people, see other things now.
March 26, 2021