Monday, March 09, 2020

Times Like These






We are watching history unfold this morning.

The story by the end of the day is anybody's guess. 

It hasn't been too often in my lifetime that history has happened so vividly and disturbingly right in front of our very eyes---every minute in some cases and definitely every hour on the hour. 

Prior to reading the most up-to-date news, I had some light-hearted thoughts, along with a great story about perennial tongue twisters to share today. 

Still do. 


We may just need a tongue twister or two or maybe a lot of jigsaw puzzles to take us through whatever is coming up next in our individual worlds and in the world as a whole. 

Seems today the dominoes are falling in both the medical world and the economic world.  

Yesterday I saw my first tangible sign of what was happening in the world outside of Sandpoint. 

Because of demand, take only two please.  Saw a sign with that general message hanging from the shelf where the Chlorox surface wipes are located at Yoke's. 

I took just one container because I have some surface cleaner at home. 

We also have some sanitary skin wipes, but when I asked at the cash register if Yoke's had any containers of hand sanitizer, the answer was no, probably not for some time.

I had already looked the day before on Amazon.com where prices for little bottles of the stuff were off the wall---$70-plus a container.  

This morning, most of those items have no price listed and are unavailable. 

Yesterday morning, shortly after I posted the photo of a Mass in Rome where Cindy Wooden was attending and where worshipers were sitting a meter apart, I sent Cindy a note to let her know I'd posted her photo and tweets.

She wrote back shortly after, saying that yesterday's Mass may have been the last she would attend for a while.  The government of Italy was talking about shutting down the churches. 

They did a few hours later along with other "draconian" measures to keep people from mingling in public places. 

During the time I've been writing this post, the stock market has been in a free fall, one time down 2,200-plus points. 

All this happens as the squirrel chirps outside and the geese fly over letting the world know of their presence.  A huge moon, which was already impressive last night when I took my first daylight savings time walk, was just stunning this early morning. 

And, it's supposed to be something really special aka super tonight. Let's hope the clouds give us a break so we can see something superb in the sky tonight, along with, of course, our superb ZAGS as the women tip off against Portland today at noon, while the men take on San Francisco at 6 p.m.

Times like these definitely distract us from our comfortable norms and the OMG moments as "stuff happens" would need a font size in the hundreds to adequately express our individual reactions. 

But we must soldier on, and do as I always said during my teaching career when things got crazy:  go in my classroom, shut my door and do what I know best. 

I think that attitude needs to prevail right now as we discipline ourselves to stay informed AND to sift out the "chaff" from reality in the information feed.  

We also need go about our business, take care of ourselves and others as best we know how, and thank God that the moon and sun still will rise, creating astounding beauty. 

Peter will still be picking those pickled peppers.

 And, of course, the ZAGnation will remain constant in busting their buttons when this is all over.  

Happy Monday.  GO, ZAGS! 











Down in Death Valley, Annie and the lackeys had another happy day of geocaching.

Up in the north country,  snow flakes fell yesterday and friends remained friends. 

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Finally, in the "Even Ducks Do Their Part" department, a photo by Sandpoint High grad and Eugene Register Guard photographer Chris Pietsch.  

Chris sez:  The Duck does his part to keep COVIT-19 in check and Oregon handles Stanford to win the Pac-12 championship outright. 





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