Dashing through the door

I snapped this quickly as D. and I were running out to his guitar lesson. The sky had been moody and dark all day, so I was more prepared for rain than blue when we opened the door. I shopped for potting soil while D. worked with Mr. Jamey.

Coronavirus has reached our county. The neighboring county has called off school for next Monday to give teachers a day to plan for online teaching should schools close. D. naturally is in favor of closing; the rest of us are not. Our concern is avoiding any bugs ahead of visiting W’s frail dad over spring break.