Post office. We have two nearby. We chose the one less frequented. There was no one inside when we pulled up. Two other cars came while I waited in the car. Colleen got the local news – free. The beaches are officially closed. The police patrol to keep it that way. People walk and exercise. Blue sky on one side and storm clouds from the other. We got a drenching downpour complete with thunder and lightning about an hour later. It’s just another exciting day in lockdown.
The dichotomy of the view – you chose – Corona or death – hoax? or real? – Republican? or – One could speculate a storm is coming or, it has passed.
…two months have passed since I scheduled this post. Corona came and never left. The beach opened. Corona is worse around us. Danger! There are folks everywhere. …follow the money.
It’s in Norway. You are looking at the whole town. Yes! The whole town is captured in this picture. Not impressed? How about the sign entering has the leaving sign on its back? There’s no stop sign or stop light. The only store was closed at 5PM. I arrived and asked directions. A guy repairing his car motioned for me to follow. I went about a half mile further. There! I had arrived. I was there for a birthday party. A colleague had asked me to attend his 65th birthday. He then told me it was to be held in Norway. Gotcha! I left the airport in Oslo with the directions, “Go out the airport exit and drive north.” I was on a two-lane road for hours and arrived after 6PM. It was a long way. I cannot even say that it was a one-horse town. Hey, the joke’s on me!
We went to Milton. We went to Milford. They both start with “M” so it’s easy to confuse. Really!? Well, if you are map challenged, and your memory is sort of shot… Milton was a trip to the curmudgeony clock maker. Good, but gruff and no nonsense. He hates amateur clock fixers (like me). We got a watch battery. Great! Then on to Milton. No! Milford. We’ve been to Milford. Ha! Confused? Hey! You got no skin in the game. Anyway, we’ve been to Milford before…. Spring. Red bud. Picturely. Yeah, I know it’s not a word either. Fun?! That translates. We had a long sit in a coffee house (warming). It’s the longest I’ve sat in a month (in one place).