This was our front lawn on March 19, 2020 in comparison.
And below was our front lawn on March 30, 2020. (The base of the tree is in the upper left.) Just the beginning of the earth being revealed by the sublimating snow and ice. We're way behind this year. At least from the last ten years or so. We've gotten used to global warming. But this has been a winter where the temperatures were mostly below 'normal'.
The ice between the sidewalk (that I try to keep clear) and the street is still thick, but the sunny days (even when it hasn't been above freezing), and my ice-chipping are starting to make a difference.
We've been pretty good about self-isolating. I try and get out in the back or front yard every day and tinker around. J goes for a much longer walk. There aren't many people out and staying six feet away isn't hard to do.
Yesterday I even got the bike out and it felt wonderful.
I didn't go very far - I saw three people walking abreast ahead of me and knew I couldn't pass them with six feet, so I turned off into a parking lot and looped back home via the alley where there was still some ice and snow on the ground - I was using the bike with the studded tires.
We also tried out Fred Meyer's home delivery. I think it would have been faster to walk to the grocery, get our stuff, and walk home, than it was just ordering on the app. We had to look through so many items to find what we wanted. When I tried searching it didn't find it. But later it did. I think you have to be in the right department when you search. And I'm sure it will be easier next time. Then when I was going to check out, it had something next to most items about being out of stock and were substitutes acceptable. For some I said no. For others I put in conditions. I really had no idea how it would work. But I was uncomfortable with someone making substitutes. As it turned out, it was fine. The shopper texted when she started and asked about substitutions before making them. I think there was just one - one brand of yogurt for another. And she texted about items that weren't there - like alcohol swabs.
The point was to not be out amongst people exposing either of us to the virus since we're in the high risk age group. And since I couldn't get tested, I have no clear sense of whether what I had (the cough still lingers, but I cough less frequently) was COVID-19. But when I saw our shopper get out of the car at the bottom of the driveway and then slowly, almost painfully, lug up the two bags to the doorstep, I felt terrible. If she wasn't also in the high risk age group, she certainly walked like she was.
So that was my introduction to Instacart, which really hadn't been on my radar. It was just under $10 extra for someone to shop and deliver for us. A company called Instacart does it. This is the gig economy and like with Lyft there are upsides and downsides. In our case, we connected with the market, not Instacart. And our shopper may have gotten several other people's orders at the same time. We only live about 1.5 miles from the market.
Gigworker.com did an analysis of Instacart the other day that you can look at. In any case, there's no the extra hazard pay for potentially getting the virus. I left more tip than they suggested, but what they suggested was pretty low. But you also had to add the tip when you ordered, not after the delivery. And then there's the question of how we deal with the groceries without knowing whether anyone who touched them has the virus. I brought the bag in wearing gloves and put the veggies that needed refrigerating into an empty drawer to let them sit a couple of days. When I got everything squared away, I washed my hands thoroughly.
One of the things I was happy to get from the market was seeds.
With the added part of the deck, we have a little more sunshine and we can use pots. But I think the broccoli is the only thing I can plant early inside. The others seem like they should go directly in the ground. But maybe I can put some seeds in pots inside and then take them out when it's warm enough.
And here's a last picture while I was sitting downstairs in what we call our greenhouse reading a book with the sun streaming in. It's getting crowded down there and I've been trying to make room so I can plant some seeds.
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