Tag: Covid-19

Ponderings, Raw, Thoughts

Quarantine Week #4

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Here in the great Midwest, we are entering week 4 of self-quarantine. I have been successfully working from home, but GW has been going in for the past 3 weeks due to his manufacturing/”essential” position. Today, he discovered one of his coworker’s daughters has tested positive for Covid-19. I’m highly disappointed it took risking all of the workers for the owners to finally shut down.

Highly disappointed.

The mother-in-law has been depending on us for groceries since she has a form of Lupis and the medication has compromised her immune system. Now it’s looking like we’ll have to reach out to her other son (who lives farther away) since my husband has potentially come in contact with the virus.

It is incredibly strange to be “fighting” something we cannot yet see. Moreover, no one within our realm of society has been infected or been symptomatic to know up close what it is that is attacking us. I’m sure you can relate to my sentiments – or you’ve been fighting on the front lines and have seen exactly what this virus can do. I pray God’s protection over you, wherever you are.

GW and I took the motorcycle out Sunday for some fresh air. It’s still chilly in Wisconsin. It barely broke 60 degrees that day, but it was good to get out and ride even for a short time. Although we ended up becoming stranded. Yep. The engine got flooded. We had stopped to admire the scenery – far away from society – and when we returned, the motorcycle wouldn’t start. GW is pretty handy when it comes to his bike, but after 30 minutes and no improvement, he was at a loss. YouTube’s most reasonable explanation was the engine was flooded, and they recommended waiting another 20-30 minutes.

“If we can just get it home,” he started to say, revving the engine for what seemed like the hundredth time, when all of a sudden, the engine caught and stayed running. We replaced our helmets in a flash and thanked Jesus for the tiny miracle.

I don’t pretend to know what’s going on in this world of ours, but I do thank God for tiny miracles.

This has been,

Fanny T. Crispin

Raw

The Great Reality (of Quarantine)

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The word on the street is we might be home-bound until May. I’m just finishing up week two, and I’m already over it.

How are you fairing through all this? Has your data consumption sky-rocketed? I joined an online group of my Renaissance Faire friends, and we’re planning a multi-video get-together soon. You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to it. To see faces and hear voices will be good for my soul.

I find I have become more productive around the house, but not with any crafts or writing projects. I’m reasoning my mind needs the physical distraction and movement to stay preoccupied. I have attempted to get back to a work in progress from a few years ago, but it’s slow going. I’m out of practice again. Still, I’m not beating myself over the head because of it. I published the Sir Ivan’s Train sequel, and that is enough for now.

Stay safe. Stay healthy. Go outside and walk when you get a chance.

This has been,

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Mind & Body, Raw

On Social Distancing

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There is a random stretch of road in Shullsburg, WI, and if you put your car in neutral, it will slowly start to roll…UPHILL.

True story.

Mt Horeb, WI loves their trolls fairytales so much, they decorated the entire town with unique sculptures. It’s so renown, in fact, when they built the bypass over the highway, truckers started calling it Mt Horeb Trollway.

True story.

You might get eaten by a shark in Darlington, WI.

True story.

The Pegasus is real, and he’s beautiful. (Just look at that muzzle. What a ham.)

True story.

This lonely, forgotten memorial in Madison, WI is likely the most beautiful site you’ll ever see.

True story.

How are you social distancing? We took a day trip through southern Wisconsin exploring little known sites, tucked away oddities, and viewed a wondrous countryside which reminded us there is so much of the world to explore outside our scope of imagination. Check out this bizarre mini-seum of concrete sculptures in Shullsburg, WI. Some Austrian guy designed them after he retired in the 50’s.

True story.

This has been,

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