The First Post in June

From lightning and tempest, from earthquake, fire and flood; from plague, pestilence, and famine, --Good Lord, deliver us

From all sedition, privy conspiracy, and rebellion; from violence, battle, and murder; and from dying suddenly and unprepared, -- Good Lord, deliver us.

Thus sayeth the Litany in a burst of relevance.

Since last we posted we have continued going almost nowhere.  Almost.   Not locked down precisely.  Not like those poor Chinese folk last seen on the television news having the  police weld their doors shut. But careful.  Short constitutionals in the evening and the occasional quick trip to the shops that don't deliver.

And doctors' visits, to be sure.  Even some minor surgery, which made for a little change in the routine.  The wound didn't heal the way it was supposed to which provided yet more opportunities to get out and about, even if only to the doctor's office.  This was followed last Tuesday, new prescription in hand, by a search for a pharmacy that had neither been vandalized and looted nor closed just-in-case.  And a round about out of the way search at that so as to avoid a band of happy peaceful demonstrators, gleefully flinging the odd large metal object at police officers.  At least we got a drive 'round the city on a lovely sunny afternoon.

That's pretty much all the excitement lately.  At least all that I saw, although the television is full of it.  More to come, so they tell me.  Good Lord, deliver us.