April Fool 2021

46th annual foolishness.

Quarantine Diary 63, part 2 | Passover

A joyous meaningful Passover at my brother Dean's home, plus some of the preparation.

Grandnephew Roman loved his matzah-ball soup, and provided much of the evening's entertainment. 

לדור ודור

And from bondage to liberation. 

(Note- this is the last entry of the Quarantine Diary series. Hopefully, it is the beginning of a return to some sense of safety and normalcy after this year of the plague).

Quarantine Diary 63, part 1 | Spring renewal

 Flowers in my yard, and a cherry tree blooming across the street.

Star magnolia

Quarantine Diary 62 | TV graffiti and nesting mourning dove

 

These two pictures were made on the same day.

One is a graffiti/marking on a construction site I have been documenting on assignment in DC. Unintentional pop surrealism I suppose.

The other is of a mourning dove nesting near my home. This is the third year that mourning doves have come to this same spot. I love having them as neighbors.

Quarantine Diary 61 | Brookside Gardens

Ruth and I continue our happy walks together.

It was our first time visiting Brookside Gardens, in Wheaton, Maryland.

Beauty. Grace. Peace.

Quarantine Diary 60 | Huntley Meadows

 Ruth and I took an early spring walk in Huntley Meadows Park, south of Alexandria, Virginia.

Quarantine Diary 59 | One year/flowers

 It's been exactly one year since the nation shut down due to the COVID-19 virus.

Today daffodils began to bloom in my yard, and there are orchids, a gift from our dear friend Olympia Johnson in our home.

To a better year.

Where Do You Get Your Ideas? | Dr. Seuss

 

Quarantine Diary 58 | Vaccinated

Quarantine Diary 58. I received the Johnson and Johnson single-dose vaccination at the Lubber Run Community Center in Arlington, VA.

It was well-organized, and very efficient. I was in and out in about 25 minutes, including waiting 15 minutes after I received my shot.

I was not allowed to take photographs inside except of the injection itself, though it was a sight to behold.

On the way home, as I often do, I gave some alms to the homeless man who regularly comes to a stoplight near my neighborhood. I worry about him.  

Thankful. It is now nearly a year since the pandemic began. I hope all are able to get vaccinated. 

Zei gezunt; be well.