No photo essay today. I'm not sure why. I didn't do any more or any less than those other days, the inspiration simply didn't strike.
My normal routine doesn't involve leaving the house very much, so this self-quarantine episode is not that different for me. I will say that it does feel different somehow. Maybe it's the back-of-my-head knowledge of why all this is happening.
And I have started washing clothes by hand in the tub. Laundromats are open, but I'm not going to risk it.
1 comment:
love the funny raccoon! ! !! Just like olden days. Too cold to really hang them out to dry ....here...maybe sunday!
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