Cheers...

The urge to drive to the City and see The Bridge (new readers that is San Francisco and Golden Gate)  has been overwhelming.  The urge to drive to the mountains and see The Bridge has been overwhelming. (Auburn, Ca and the Forest hill Bridge)

I think to myself that I am so lucky.  Just a jaunt one way and I have the city of my dreams and my Heart.  San Francisco.  I look to the other direction and I have the Sierra Nevadas and I am just a jaunt away from the trails, and the river, and the trails and even Snow if I wanted.  (I do not ever want snow... I just like to visit it for very short periods of time).  But when I do, I see the vast beauty and all the grandness of snow.  But I mostly say no to snow.

The home isolation isn't really hard on me like it is for most people.  I am such a homebody, I am very happy at home and with home tasks.  

However...that is a big however, I built a life with the hubs on day trips to San Francisco, and the beach and in more recent times the hills and mountains to get our miles on.... and get elevation ...clear our lungs and make our bodies strong.  Looking at the hills and the magnificent and majestic but often stopping to stare at mushrooms or tiny little odd things.

Our trips to "the City" include searching for the worlds best deli sandwich.  Italian for him and for me the same but also give me a good turkey on sourdough and I am happy.   It just depends.  Who can make a good sandwich?   Actually me.

Today in our confinement our breakfast/lunch at 2 pm was a nice yummy sandwich. My homemade sourdough bread, turkey, salami, bacon, provolone, mustard, mayo, lettuce, red onion, Italian dressing.  We were out of pepperocini's but still... pretty darned good.   Don't forget Deli Sandwiches y'all!

I think for the next car date I will wrap them up in paper and we will go out and eat them in the car and share a beer.  For old times sake....and looking forward to the day when we can spend some hours  walking in the fog and searching for the best family owned delis.

iPhone X pics.

Feels like War

It feels like I am doing nothing in the middle of a war.

I am afraid, but I feel like I am sitting at home waiting to hear casualties.   I feel helpless.

It feels guilty to complain.  Would I do more? Could I do more front line work.  Are the responders as brave as soldiers jumping off to Normandy?  Yes...and they are informed more than ever.  And they are dying.

Are people watching the damage of double casualties of  the Iraq Wars and four times 911 casualties...IN 4 weeks?

I read and I hear people still comparing it to a year of flu...or a year of car accidents.  I do not understand or recall a 12,000 month of auto deaths???

I don't understand.   Anderson wants to talk about decisions made in February... people want to talk about unprepared.  Who was prepared?  Who would talk?  Who knew?  And we watch the statistics each day like the boom and gunshot of the Hunger Games... who is dead now?  

I will fill my blog with earth and beautiful moments for the weeks to come.  But I need everyone to know that I feel this is a war like no other.   And I understand the vulnerability of minorities from lack of equality for the years.  I feel the trauma.  But I understand the right and need for us to have hope.

I appreciate the fight and if the fight is to show beauty in our days and gratitude .... if that is what I can do...then I will do that no until I figure out a better way to help.  I do not believe our life will ever be the same again.  I do not KNOW if it is going to be better or worse.

Covid-19  almost 3 weeks - shelter in place and I feel not very useful.

The universe will sort something out in between the stupid wreckage of man and evil... but it is WAR.