The sun is out and it is warm and breezy. Families are riding their bikes.
Yesterday I put together a compost bin. The nuts and lugs required grease and muscle, but I used just enough to make it stable. Today I emptied the refrigerator of expired food and placed it in a bowl with the coffee grounds from this morning. I browse the internet for worms.
Went to church and stood in front while people drove by. A few parishioners visited and we all stood apart, with our masks and related quarantine stories. I didn’t know exactly what to say when people asked me what I was doing. But he new heating system is on, it feels comfortable, and people were impressed as they went in . There is no dampness anymore.
I peruse FB. People are disposing of food and killing hogs. A friend of mine is dancing and wearing glitter and bringing joy and health but I waited too long to start with them and my body seems slightly achey.
The beans in the instapot have finished. A sermon must be written for the teleprompter. I read of blood clots and think of survival.
The Divine Latitude 
You stay safe, healthy, and six feet away, Father. We need you now more than ever.