Memorial Day Interrupted

Memorial Day is a big deal in our little Twin Beaches town. The first thing you see when you get to the Bay is our Memorial Garden. We should be having a big ceremony there today but we are not. The flags are all at half mast and the area is still closed up pretty tight.

 These new signs popped up all over town letting you know that while some beaches are open in the state ours are not. Our numbers are still going up. Our little county added over 30 cases just on Saturday. We don't need any tourists adding to the woes. Even the water park remains closed.

 They've set up kiosks at all the parking lots with masked and gloved attendants that hand you a pamphlet on the dangers and spelling out all the regulations you have to follow if you want to come into town. I was happy to see that our town officials are still taking this very seriously. So many places are not. Ocean City I'm looking at you.

Our little corner of the world seems to have found a way to take care of each other and for that I am very grateful because I'd like to still be here next year when hopefully it's all behind us.

The holiday weekend was not a total loss. I finally got a delivery of real toilet paper from Walmart. 18 rolls. I am in heaven. The Mister and I had been sharing a 6 pack for two and a half months.

And even better......see those little dots way down in the meadow? Those are my Grands. I had a surprise visit on Sunday. I didn't even recognize my son when he drove down the driveway. I was ready to beat him back up the road with my broom when I realized who they were. It was the whole family. I burst into tears. Heck, I'm still crying.

They came bearing gifts. I got fresh produce from their garden that I immediately turned into lentil soup and a bottle of wine. We practiced safe distancing in the yard and the Grands got to run and run and run. It was a short but sweet visit. Did I mention I cried? I'm still crying now.