Owen added four more hefty plants to my indoor garden. The table is fully loaded. He also bought a bale of high-quality potting soil, so I finally got to repotting my Christmas Cacti, putting them into one larger pot. I repotted my Jade plant which was so heavy, it just kept falling over. They have no roots, but very heavy branches.
I put fresh fertilizer in the orchids, realized I have new shoots on the other orchids and had to find a new home for my cameras. If the plantings get any bigger, I’ll have to open another part of the table … but those sections are not as sturdy as the main section.
For the first time, this morning I wondered if we are going to survive this plague. I really never thought about it. Of course, I knew it was possible, but considering they have no idea when it will be over, it bears some pondering. I thought it odd that I never thought about it before.
Now, I’m back to just getting through the day. Trying to figure out how I’m going to make a 6 am shopping time.
So many people are wondering how they will manage to keep their home since they have no work nor any idea when or if they will work again. The animal shelters are desperate for donations, not knowing how they will manage to feed the animals they protect.
And I can’t help. It bothers me that I am unable to help. The longer this goes on, the more my inability to help bothers me.