Walks with Harlow will often be down the middle of the street to avoid others…
Conversations with my parents will sometimes be done like this…
The nearby playground will be blocked off as if it is a crime scene…
I’ll have meetings remotely with my University Photographers Association of America (UPAA) colleagues like this. We live across the country from each other, but it would still be this way if we didn’t…
Walks with Harlow will still be peaceful because our hiking place has not been discovered by many…
After tomorrow, I will stop going to campus for a while, but when I do go, the student union will look like this. Where there used to be 35K students…
Girls night will look like this…
I will be part of an extended family “Wagon Circle” text group, and we will check in on each other, share stupid memes, wait for preferred ice cream requests, and triumph over finding eggs…
Joann Fabrics, where I often buy fabric and come craft supplies, will offer discounts on fabrics (not that you can get to the store to buy some) and tutorials on how to make medicals masks…
I will rejoice that some groceries were delivered, and try not to feel too bad about taking a delivery time slot from someone else (it occurred to me too late)…
Even though I wonder if I should be on campus recording what’s happening or not happening there, I will give myself a break. Instead I will stay home and do some stress-relieving work with my hands, and make masks for various nurses in the area who have requested them just in case…
I will text to check in with countless friends, watch a few TV shows with only vague interest, and feel the nerves kick in while I think about how I can shoot the photo I need to shoot tomorrow – of the reverend broadcasting the Sunday service – with the least amount of human contact possible (it will not be hard with an empty chapel).
Because this is how it’s gonna be for a while.
BEAN'S BABBLETORIUM 