Looking Forward to the World Again

Woody got his second shot Friday.  He was weak but fine otherwise.  He didn’t have the same hard reaction that gave me a mini-Covid for two and a half days.  I’m fine now and very relieved.  We are looking forward to two weeks from yesterday when we will be able to do some more things we have been missing.  We can have two couples for dinner from our pod instead of just one couple at a time.

I have a reading for the Eldritch museum in NYC this Tuesday.  Somehow everything crept up on me.  I was lying in bed Tuesday night when I all of a sudden I realized the date.  Under Covid, days blur and blur some more. Often I forget what day of the week it is, as everything is almost the same.  I realized suddenly that March has slipped by and that this coming Tuesday, I have a paid ZOOM reading and next Saturday is Pesach and Bonnie and David are coming. 

I have had to make a themed program for the museum, poems about Pesach and immigration.  And I have to rewrite my Haggadah to take out all the bad pharaoh Trump references and also cut it down by 5 or 6 pp as with only four of us it has to be shorter. Also had to make a grocery list including some Passover items. Woody can get the rest of the necessary items next Friday when he shops in Orleans.  I had to plan the menu.

So I’ve been frantically busy.  Only wrote 2 poems this week as all the other emergencies took over.

The paste tomatoes have been very slow to ripen and one package, the sungold cherry tomatoes, never did germinate. Woody was able to find an overpriced packet of seeds at Agway with what was advertised as 10 seeds but only contained seven at twice the price it should be.  Today I am hoping to start maincrop tomatoes. I think I can squeeze nine sic-packs on the heating pads, but I’ll have to wait with the 10th tomato until at least some of the sun golds hatch.

We managed to get the spinach in this week – it’s very hardy and hates warm weather, so always want to get the seeds into the ground as soon as it can be worked. 

I forgot to say that in addition everything else, my poetry group is meeting [via ZOOM, of course] this Wednesday as I couldn’t do it on the last Wednesday in the month this month. So I have to select two new poems and send them out to everyone in the group on Monday. I am feeling a bit swamped.  And I am the one here all day, so I am the one who needs to keep adjusting the temperature in the greenhouse – door cracked a bit and propped with bricks, door open all the way, heating pads on, off, etc. 

Although there’s no heat on the sunporch, with the windows relacing the screens, the stronger sun and more of it, sometimes that quasi-room heats up enough to use this time of year.  The cats get excited when we open the tunnel in the bedroom or the door from the livingroom and they can go out there.  The sunporch sticks into the woods and there is a lot of bird, squirrel, deer, and chipmunk activity to amuse them endlessly. 

Spring is always an exciting time for us.  I hope we can make garden plans on graph paper tonight [we’ve been putting is off] so that we know where to plant the spinach.  Today also some of the tender seedlings leave the bay window and go out to the greenhouse before they get any spindlier.  There they get full sun all day while it shines.