I went on Facebook today; saw many posts from Facebook friends related to my work life, and fell into a revery. There’s no way I would ever want to go back — the bite of being a person of leisure, world traveler, and detached observer of humanity goes a bit too deep, and the freedom is glorious. But the pull of the world of work is still there, and it hurts a bit. Sitting at my balcony looking over Lake Como, hearing the Italian chatter outside, the call of ducks, the lapping waves, and thinking about — thinking about everything. There isn’t anything I would rather be doing at the moment, but a bit of sadness about things undone hangs over it.
This was the date the Alameda County “Shelter in Place” order came into effect. I thought the situation was potentially serious, but this was the first indication that people in government were actually spooked.
I made a light commitment to take photos every day, mostly walking around the neighborhood. I’ll post some of those pictures over the next few days.
I like to fantasize that, among the many birds that were flitting around, one took a special interest in me. I decided to call him ‘Henry’. A singularly intelligent and curious bird, Henry has been a loner all his life.