Orchids are huge fun. This little guy has survived for over a year. Thanks to Carol who gave it to me and Sally who fostered it while I was gone. Also, thanks to Singapore that showed me orchids liked sunshine.
These are strange times. The airplanes are missing. For the last 10+ years, I have watched planes come and go from National Airport. Every 30 seconds during most of the day and evening one would be taking off and another landing. Now, minutes go by with no action.
The mystery of the day. How can an old woman, who gets room-service meals have totally messed up a tiny kitchen in 24 hours? Takes real talent.
These days, cashews are more valuable around here than cash. And if this whole thing ends really badly. Well, let’s not go there. Carlton called that “wreckage of the future” and I am running this lockdown using Carlton rules. One day at a time.
Gratitude
Grateful that I haven’t gone batshit crazy, yet.
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