We’ve had it rough around here for a few weeks. Though the trees are bursting with color and we had a series of beautiful sunny and above average warm days, no one here was enjoying it.
Katie under the ginko tree with leaves falling in the early morning light.
That’s because husband, brother-in-law who was staying with us, and I all tested positive for Covid a little over two weeks ago.
Yep, no matter that we’d been careful, limited our travel to only necessary trips, washed our hands incessently, wore masks everywhere.
A young cardinal stops for breakfast.
We still ended up with the virus.
And worse, my brother-in-law didn’t survive. So on top of feeling tired with achey muscles and never ending coughs we had to work our way through grief and funeral arrangements.
That early morning light makes her glow.
Now that I’m feeling better, I am recognizing that there were a lot of moments, in amongst the heartache and chaos, that made me smile.
Neighbors and family leapt to help us, doing our grocery shopping, picking up Katie’s perscription from her vet, dropping off cases of water and snacks and flowers and fruit and fully cooked meals.
Red Bellied woodpecker enjoys a snack on the go.
And did I mention soup? We got lots of chicken noodle soup; it’s true that chicken noodle soup is good for the soul. We are proof of that.
Everybody gets into the breakfast act.
Even now that things are settling down we are getting numerous messages and texts, calls and emails from concerned family and friends.
The katsura tree dropped all her leaves at once too.
Covid is a scary, dangerous and unpredictable thing. But it’s possible to smile even in the midst of it if you’re as lucky as we are to have wonderful people surrounding you in love.
Are you pointing that lens at me, lady?
Images are from our backyard these past few days. Lots of smiling there too.
Even our first frost made me smile.
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