Grateful today for friends and family. Those in my home, those I can only wave to from across the street, and those hours away who would usually be close.

Covid closes in. Friends of friends and friends of family have died or are very sick. We’re careful but maybe not careful enough. Days like today, I feel like returning to the seriousness of March when the streets were a ghost town, we stocked up and stayed in for weeks, held our breath in the grocery store and saw no one.

We’re so used to it now — the rhythm and routines, the masks and hurried shopping, heads turned, eyes down, moving…