Garry pointed out that there was something weird going on between our two toilets. They are really one toilet with a wall between them, but since we got one of them replaced if you flush one, the water in the other one drops. The only way you notice if both toilets are in use at the same time.
“You flushed and the water level went down,” he said.
“Yes, I know. I don’t think anything is broken, but the two toilets have established some linkage.”
I went into the kitchen to toast an English muffin. As I was putting a bit of strawberry, I realized we had given up watching political news because there isn’t anything to watch. We don’t watch baseball because … well … there is no baseball. Garry has given up reading the sports news. The only thing on the sports news is who just tested positive for Coronavirus.
Last night, our night camera took more than 1000 pictures. After I deleted about 600 pictures that were almost identical, I think I got a few where you can almost see the flying squirrels. Meanwhile, a regular squirrel dropped in for dinner. That’s the first time in weeks any of them have come by in the evening. They come by in groups in the morning, but usually don’t come back. Today, one of them did. He was small. A baby squirrel?
I watch birds a lot. I take flower pictures. I have no plans for the future because everything is canceled. Eventually, we’ll have to get back to planning, but for the moment, there’s no point. Giving up seems the thing to do, you know? Not forever, but for now.
Meanwhile, I started rereading “Earth Abides” last night. I find it soothing.