The saga of staying sane, learning new skills, keeping occupied continues. When I posted Covid19–1 a couple of days ago, the Panhandle of Texas had two cases, now we have ten, one of whom, at the age of 39, has died. Another 30 something is in critical condition. A case was announced this morning at Cannon Air Force Base just across the state line.
Yet, I can think of positives arriving from this: people at home reading, spending more time with family, cooking, playing games, relearning old skills.
What have I done recently? I teach high school English and Spanish. Starting Monday, we will be teaching online using Google Classroom. I have used it before but not for over a year. Probably overkill, but yesterday I spent something like four hours taking a class on how to use it and relearning. More to come today. I have the English lessons hand written, all planned out. Now I have to convert them to Google Classroom. Perhaps with Spanish I will change course totally and use Duo Lingo for many of the lessons. Did that last year, but not this one.
Luckily, living out in country, having horses, having lots of gardening to accomplish makes this quite a bit easier. Horses have to be fed and cared for, weeds require hoeing or mulching, dead wood must be cut out of woody plants, the tasks seem endless. Since we are having a heatwave and temperatures are considerably above normal, I can hike, walk the long drive to the mailbox, eat lunch on the patio as I did yesterday. The mustard weeds out by the barn suddenly grew more than two feet tall; it was driving me nuts–I cannot stand mustard weeds. Yesterday afternoon, I got out the tractor and mowed. They are tough. When I fed the horses this morning, I saw a few had regenerated themselves and were sticking up again. I might have to do this over.
In the midst of this crisis, I have noticed far too many people around here seem not to take this seriously. It appears, looking at the news, that this is a problem in many parts of the country. Do we want to be like Italy? I received a message from Martina there. More and more dying and no end in site. When I stepped out on the patio this morning to take the photo that appears below, the traffic on the main road was as loud as it is when nothing is happening, when people are not asked to stay home. Is no one complying? Why?
Meanwhile I will take advantage of all the positive things I can find in this–communicate with friends and family all over the world, garden, cook, learn more Google Classroom, relearn some pieces on the piano, water before the predicted wind for tomorrow occurs, brush the shedding hair off my horses, read, and perhaps join the online Zumba class in San Antonio at 4. Life, even in times of crisis, is what you make of it.
Be safe! Learn something new! Laugh out loud!
Then we drove up higher and higher into another part of Naples. You can see Mt. Vesuvius in the background.
As we left, I noticed the bay was filled with tiny sailboats. It was very windy and I thought they were very brave. Later, I learned that these tiny boats are training boats, the ones you use when you are first learning to sail. It looks daunting to me. I have only sailed on boats much bigger.
