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A Monday meander: On a personal note

The twins, one foggy morning by the pond.

Is it time uninterrupted? Only the present comprehended? Are our thoughts nothing but passing trains, no stops, devoid of dimension, whizzing by massive posters with repeating images? Catching a fragment from a window seat, yet another fragment from the next identical frame? If I write in the present yet digress, is that still real time? Real time, I reasoned, cannot be divided into sections like numbers on the face of a clock. If I write about the past as I simultaneously dwell in the present, am I still in real time? Perhaps there is no past or future, only the perpetual present that contains this trinity of memory. I looked out into the street and noticed the light changing. Perhaps the sun had slipped behind a cloud. Perhaps time had slipped away.

~ Patti Smith, on the fluidity of past and present

When life treats us with rainbows.

Time has been playing tricks again.  Speeding by, slowing down, and everything in between.  Perhaps “in between” is the best way to describe it since that is essentially where many of us have been for the past few months.  In between the old and the new, in between pre-pandemic and post-pandemic (and wondering what defines a post-pandemic?).

A closer look.

We’ve been fairly busy here at the ranch.  Maybe I should rephrase that a little.  You see, M injured himself (cut off the pad of his ring finger instead of cutting the frozen veggie sausage he meant to cut).  Someone around here (that would be me) has to pick up some of the slack, although it’s not been terribly hard so far.  A little heavy lifting here and there.  The wound is going to take a while to heal so it remains to be seen just how much slack I’ll be picking up as the next week or two go by.

A week or so ago, in a field of wheat.

Another reason for the busy-ness — aside from it being summer and there are plenty of chores to be done during the summer months — is that we are getting ready for a temporary move back to NE Ohio.  The kids and grandkids have been isolating within their own bubble, we’ve been isolating within our own bubble, and we have decided to join bubbles.  M is working via the internet and we don’t have to be here for him to do that.  In fact, it will probably go smoother if we’re in a place where they have high speed internet as opposed to our slow speed, limited, satellite provider.

At the edge, where I like to play.

One of the puzzles we’ve had to solve is how to get from here to there without stopping for anything other than gas.  It’s easy enough to physically distance when pumping gas.  Use hand sanitizer afterwards and we’re ready to go.  We can bring a picnic lunch or any other food we might need for the trip.  It’s the rest stops, to use public restrooms, that create a bit of a dilemma.  It’s an 8-hour drive.  We’re gonna need to stop.  The first 4 hours of the trip do not provide us with places where we can pull off, walk off into the woods a bit, and take care of business.  A friend made a brilliant suggestion that I am strongly considering.  Get a tall bucket, put a diaper inside of it, use the bucket, and then you just have to find a place to dispose of the diaper.  The trucker’s version of this is to wrap a pool noodle around the top of the bucket.  This gives you a seat to sit on.  Since we will be taking the pick-up truck, we can figure out some way to create privacy.  There have been other suggestions/possibilities, and we haven’t yet made a final decision on how to handle this part of traveling.  (In case you’re wondering, the current advice is to avoid public restrooms as much as possible.  We’re doing our best to stay on top of the current advice from the scientists.)

Pretty flowers in liminal space.

Before we leave, we’ll have to get things ready here at the ranch for our house/pet sitter.  I dislike leaving the cats for so long, but there really isn’t much choice.  They didn’t respond well to the move here six years ago.  Izzy and Bella turned 13 this year, and I doubt that age will help when it comes to traveling.  Izzy, in particular, had a hard time with traveling.  Moving her again, not once but twice (there and back, since this is temporary), might be more than she can handle.  Leaving them here means they will remain in familiar surroundings without upsetting their schedules (Izzy is very compulsive about her schedule).  The woman who will be living here with them will take good care of them.  It might take them a little while to get used to each other, but I’m sure they’ll all be fine.

Mixing it up.

This all hinges, of course, on everyone staying well for the next few weeks.  We will have to make our last grocery store trip before the 16th.  That will give us two full weeks at home, in our bubble, before we hit the road and try to maintain staying in our bubble as we travel north and west.  We’re considering getting tested.  The county health department has been setting up drive-thru testing sites occasionally, and there will be one not too far from us this week.

Bending in the wind.

The temporary move also hinges on what happens with the numbers.  If the situation with the virus worsens here or in Ohio, we might postpone the trip.  I’m not sure what that will mean in terms of the house we’re renting in Ohio, but they’re neighbors (or were our neighbors when we lived there; now they’re neighbors to M the Younger and his family who are renting our house at Breezy Acres) and I’m sure we’ll work something out.

Every which way.

In other news, the Yoga Darsana class has officially entered a new phase.  Or will officially enter a new phase in a week.  Those who wish can continue to meet with the teacher once a week to continue reading the Bhagavad Gita.  I’ll be there.  I suspect many of the others in the cohort will be there, too.  It’s been a very interesting study, and I don’t think I’d get even half of what I’ve learned from just reading the book alone.  A teacher is, I think, essential in understanding the history and context so that you can better understand the meaning.

Daisies.

I reckon that’s about it from me on this pleasant Monday.  A cool front came through sometime on Saturday night and swept away some of the heat and humidity.  It feels so much better outside.  I’ve been taking walks outdoors instead of doing an indoor cardio routine just so I can enjoy the weather while it lasts.  We’ll be heating up again soon.

Thank you so much for stopping by and joining me on another meander.  I’m way behind on visiting and responding to comments.  I’m way behind on email, too.  I apologize.  I’ll be using my breaks to get caught up as and when I can.  In the meantime, please stay safe, stay well, and be kind.  ♥♥♥

In a field of yellow.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,440)  Fields of buttercups in bloom.  1,441)  Cooler, drier weather.  1,442)  The old WP editor.  I have a feeling (based on what I saw when I signed in today) that I won’t be able to use it much longer.  I’ll be sad about that.  I’ve tried the Block Editor, for more than a month, and didn’t like it.  1,443)  Taking little breaks, here and there, to write, to sort through some photos, and to visit other blogs.  1,444)  Putting aside social media for a while.  1,445)  Zooming with family over the weekend.

Nose in the flowers.

Author:

Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

26 thoughts on “A Monday meander: On a personal note

  1. You certainly have a lot to think about. Please do keep us posted. Sounds as though you have looked at the various difficulties from a number of angles. I particularly like the bucket, the pool noodle, and the diaper.

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  2. Those horse shots are lovely amidst the buttercups, an idyllic scene.
    I think it is a great idea to return to family for the summer. Isolation– ‘been there, done that!’ We’re driving ourselves nuts being ‘safe’ – family is where it is at, IMO.
    I hope you’ll keep us updated! ❤

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  3. Good luck with chores, M’s finger, and the. upcoming temporary move. There’s so much to consider–it all seems a so overwhelming these days. I’m sure you will be happy to merge your bubbles. We still have to keep physical distance from our loved ones. 😦

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    1. Thank you, Merril. 🙂 I’m sorry you still have to keep physical distance from the people you love. I know how difficult it is. And how difficult it will continue to be if this doesn’t work out. I’m grateful we have other ways to connect. It’s not the same, but it will have to do if something occurs that means will have to cancel the trip/move.

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    1. Thank you so much, Ally. 🙂 Yes, the anticipation of it can be nerve wracking, although I’ve moved enough times throughout my life that I should be used to it by now. This move is easier since we’re mostly just moving ourselves and not the whole household and belongs.

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  4. I was concerned about popping into our public washrooms here in our park and my partner came up with a good idea: sanitize the toilet seat and environs with hand sanitizer and disinfectant wipes.
    Whatever you choose, I hope all works out well for you and yours…to travel on a road trip right now sounds like bliss!

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    1. Thank you, Kim. 🙂 The problem with the public restrooms has more to do with particles in the air than with surfaces. There are questions around how the flushing of toilets might cause them to be spread, and then there is the enclosed space. But nobody is sure of anything at this point. It’s all speculation.

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  5. I read this on Monday, typed a long response and as I hit “post” we lost internet. So I was going to go in and rewrite the response when we got power back and then I forgot, and then yesterday I remembered but I was out in the car (looking for barns) and figured I’d do it when I got home and then I forgot. So THIS morning, all the way to Thursday I am finally back. First off, I love the green wheat, and in fact looked for a similar field while I was in farm country, but didn’t see one. And of course I love the horses in the fields of yellow. And the grasses. And, and, and.

    Your plans for the summer sound good, I hope you can make all the moving pieces fit together and that you can spend time with your family is Ohio where it might be less hot and muggy, but not guaranteed for sure. I remember summers in Michigan when we slept with the windows open and box fans blowing out and the sheets stuck to us and the mosquitoes buzzed and no one slept.

    Anyway…I think I said in the original comment (which was much shorter than this one is turning out to be even though it felt long at the time) that I wished I could be in two places because I’d have house sat with your cats, just for the fun of it. But I’m glad you have someone you know will take good care of them. I’m sure they will miss you though. I know when I used to cat sit Lydia up north she was all over me when I was there, but when I started packing up, or when her mom came home I was a forgotten and useless serf.

    Anyway….I hope it all works out perfectly for you and M.

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    1. I will keep you in mind, Dawn, the next time we go away for any length of time and that way, if you can be in two places at one time or if you have a desire to be on the east coast for a lengthy period, the cats will have a wonderful sitter. 🙂 Thank you. I don’t know about perfectly, but I’m just hoping it works.

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  6. Bhagavad Gita! That was a must read/discuss in college. That’s when I started doing yoga. But can give so much to your life
    We are facing many of the same problems: kids and their families another state (a long drive but we can do it in one long full day run – harder now that we are older), travel an issue, able to work from home with fast internet speed, we are “safer” here (with curbside delivery for groceries and medical care we know personally), we can manage to take the dog,(like yours, RC cat is old and set in her ways…past traveling and relocating well) but exactly how long will we be living like this?
    Renting a house and making a dash for it may be the solution. (The bucket is a great idea – it’s not just the toilet seats as you travel, it’s the indoor closed spaces and that spray after you flush…real research done on that – shut the lid before flushing! You are right….bucket)
    You’re making good choices – it’s going to work. Positive energy headed your way! Onward

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