I Love Picnics
I've been known to choose a picnic over a restaurant, for many birthday celebrations. It seemed like an extra good plan for this year.
Since rain is expected on my big day tomorrow, we packed lunch and chairs and headed to Pecan Park. We already knew the picnic areas and playgrounds were shut down. Which is good.
We are allowed to use the park paths, if we keep social distance.
We stayed away from the paths and tables and ate our lunch, overlooking the lake. But we're supposed to be staying home... but we're encouraged to get out... it's confusng.
These ducks are cute. I didn't get pictures of the aggressive ones that kept invading our picnic, looking for handouts. Even the turtles were lifting their heads like evil serpents, in search of treats.
A lone squirrel kept inching towards us... Were they just hungry or were they giving us a creepy message that we weren't supposed to be there? I didn't enjoy the animal encounters.
There were a few people on the paths. One or two wore masks, to remind us what's going on, these days. One family of 6 was lined up, fishing. They were like us, sort of breaking the rules. We were using the park, not the path. Oh my.
There were lots of rules being broken. The gazebo was taped off, but a hot plate was plugged into the electric socket. I guess it belonged to the tree trimming crew that had stopped to have lunch at the one table, that wasn't taped off. There were 7 of them squeezed around the table. (I didn't take their photo) The workmen were playing cards. Have they heard of Coronavirus?
The workmen left and some other people arrived to use that table. They unloaded a hookah pipe and went back to the car to get another. What is going on?
I promise, we stayed far away from others. My Nikon's zoom makes it look like we were breaking social distancing rules.
We didn't linger long, before we headed to our car. I don't know what rules we broke, but I felt guilty and weird being at the park, watching activity.
This was my first and last Coronavirus picnic! Well, I don't know. It is my last Coronavirus-Birthday Picnic.
Cancer - Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!