Lazy Days

It’s been a quiet week on the River.

Long days, mostly sun, dappled clouds,

  leading into slightly humid evenings, the cat

    splayed on her back to get maximum coolness,

       me moving slowly, sipping  a RR Pinot,

         while I rarely sear a NY steak.

The streets are mostly silent.

  People who are doing things, are heard blocks away.

    We are all fully aware of what everybody is doing.

      This is a small, rural, escape-destination town.

We don’t take kindly to the 2-residence sorts, who

  travel up from the Bay Area once a week to enjoy the River.

    They will become the downfall of the State’s SIP laws.

    They bring exposure to the SF Peninsula Hot Spots

       into our rule-following village.

The TV news has covered the impacts of CoronaVirus 2020,

  but a few local items: 

(1)           Dorothy at Stumptown Nursery is having her best year ever, both because of the early warm weather and the SIP policies leaving gardening as a number one home project.

(2)           Most River food & coffee purveyors have converted to take-out service

(3)           Safeway has become amazingly more efficient, but it’s no longer a pleasant experience.

a.   to Where & why does all produce disappear every few days

b.  resupply seems unpredictable

We’re moving into month 3 of SIP, is there an answer for why no White Wine Vinegar, or TP?

OK, a bit of unlaxing,

          a bit of CoVid ranting.

Now it’s time to disappear into the concert hall

  for a virtuoso performance.