The Constancy of Chores Mediated Quarantine

The Constancy of Chores Mediated Quarantine

I used to eschew chores that were never over and done. Recycled tediousness, like making the bed. Washing dishes, doing laundry. A need for meticulousness that was never seen. Necessary to health certainly, yet – in the absurd year of COVID that 2020 has been...
Goats as access to peace in quarantine times

Goats as access to peace in quarantine times

In April billygoats arrived and a famous song came to mind. High on the hill stood a lonely goatherd… The ensemble was hired by my suburban city to provide the ubiquitous fire break. “Yodel-ayee-yodel-ayee-yodel-ay-hee-hoo!” Everyone knew their...
Don’t Project on Me

Don’t Project on Me

This is a famous flag from the American Revolution. According to Wikipedia, it’s called the Gadsden flag. I plan to adapt it for my own: Don’t Project on Me. Call it the Colando flag. Ours will be aqua blue-green. Perhaps I should tat it upon my sleeve,...
I just went over to bake Christmas cookies…

I just went over to bake Christmas cookies…

I just went over to communally bake cookies and I was barely ten feet and ten minutes inside the door when she pounced without an ounce of compunction to ask: “Do you say ‘Merry Christmas’ in greeting at this time of year?” Well, I do. But, her...
Pastime

Pastime

The bean pole person was strolling Trader Joe’s aisles, just ahead of me and my cart, head wheeling around like a tourist. At the end of the aisle she turned, and I realized that the bean pole was a female, not a man. Previously I’d only observed a closely...