It's amazing how much larger the porch appears when the pollen is swept up and with the jolt of color. Yes, Juli, I realize that the black tables will be a pain with the pollen. But honestly, the dark brown color that was their previous iteration was no better. I figured whichever way I went there is no way to stop the pollen...it will always come.
I have determined that an outdoor rug is now needed. Yes, I realize, that will be a headache unto itself. But this is what happens when you leave me at home unattended.
For now, we are ignoring the fact that the porch rails are filthy. Truth be told, even when cleaned they look filthy. Personally, I think they need to be replaced. Again, being left home unattended...
I realized today *just* how much smaller my world has been getting over these many, many weeks. Today, I had to drive into Town (vs. the much smaller "town" that is our "Main Street" five minutes down the road either way.) to pick up my contact-less, curbside wine order and I was annoyed by the fact that they don't deliver out here. The big Town is about 20 minutes - give or take - away. And to think, I used to do that at least TWICE a day driving to work and back; never thinking anything about it. On the weekends God only know how many times I would travel into Town and back.
I do have to admit - despite the annoyance of having to drive into Town - I am loving the whole delivery/curbside delivery thing. I'm really hoping that this little "perk" will continue when this *waves hands around wildly* whole thing is over.
But then, news stories like this pop up over the weekend, along with pictures like this...
|Not much social distancing going on here! AND barely any masks!|
and I am thinking...this thing is FAR from over.