2020 March 25 Wednesday

2020 March 25 Wednesday in Liberty Hill Texas Welcome to our daily journal! Send Mail to: TomAndEllaJournal@gmail.com

Day twelve of being self isolated, because not wanting to be around folks with the corona-virus.

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he sun began by burning holes through the live oaks. The crystal clear sky gave aid to Sol as he continued to burn white hot. Yesterday’s record breaking eighty seven degrees had not sated his spicy appetite, for today he had us simmering at eighty eight.Thinking of Grandies

Wednesdays, pre COVID-19, were always days to which we looked forward, while in Texas. Wednesdays began with Grandies.

Grandies is not an easy organization to describe. Membership is open to those who are 50+, hence the name, though you need not be a grandparent. But, if you ARE a grandparent, we expect weekly updates.

I believe that there currently are 20 members on the rolls, with women outnumbering men 5 to 1.

We have a mission which can best be broadly expressed as, “Support the community.” That mission is revealed in several ways.

Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session.

Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works, which extend beyond these few mentioned.

In previous years we meet in the fellowship hall of Cross Tracks Church. However, just over a year ago, that building building was stuck by lightening and destroyed by fire.

At the end of each meeting, a roll call is taken. It it’s during this time that each member is given an opportunity to share what is going on, good and bad, in their lives and the lives of those they love.

Following roll call a short devotion and prayer it’s given.

And then, and t-h-e-n games are played. Card games, dominoes, and board games keep us occupied until around noon. Some go home, shopping, or appointments. But usually there are come that would go to one local fast-food or another to share a meal.

Unfortunately, those wonderful times are suspended during this time of uncertainty caused by the pandemic.

ear family and friends, how are you marketing these days, when little of what was normal one month ago cad can still be called normal?

n addition to the mailbox on site, we still maintain a postal box at the post office in town. That was one reason for us to journey into Liberty Hill. A servings reason was to be able to get cell service and take care of some things online.

The third reason was perhaps the most important, a stop at at Dairy Queen.

t seems apropos that the last shot of the sun is of it shining through the Live Oak, because that was also the first shot of the day. Those live oaks can really hold the heat.

God bless and g’nite.

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2020 March 24 Tuesday

2020 March 24 Tuesday in Liberty Hill Texas Welcome to our daily journal! Send Mail to: TomAndEllaJournal@gmail.com

Day eleven of being self isolated because of the corona-virus.

id you notice something different? No fog! That’s right,”there’s magic in my eyes I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.” Oh yeah.” (song by The Who – 1967)

e opened the windows overnight and the door, once we were up. We will keep them open as long as it doesn’t become too warm. And, if is truly going to reach eighty three degrees, it might be before noon. Then we’ll close up and start the air conditioner.

ccasionally, the clouds would thin enough that the sun would appear as a bright disc, looking for all the world, like the moon. And soon, too soon, was hidden once again. But wait! The forecast, as yet unproven as I write this morning. Is for a sunny afternoon. Now I pray that the next forecast issued for COVID-19, will be equally cheering.

ust before noon the sun shook off the coat of clouds and began to pour out a week’s worth of sunshine. Though the return of that long lost friend was welcomed back, and though he warms our souls, we shut the door and drew the shades to half mast. His rays through the windows soon had the indoor thermometer creeping up on eighty. Outdoors it reached a record breaking (for this date) eighty six degrees.

Today’s Instapot lunch was lentils, kielbasa, carrots, celery, chicken stock, and (just for the heck of it) a little bit of barley. For dessert was a banapple no bake pie. Instant banana pudding and a can of apple pie filling in a shortbread pie crust.

Remembering My Youth

Once there was a boy-child who played and stayed in the brilliant summer sun ’till his hair was near white and skin near chestnut.

Trees, hills, and fences too, were made for climbing. And climb he did. From top branches smaller than a man’s thumb he hug by his hands, knees, and toes.

As he was swayed by that ever restless breeze of summer, his mind’s eye looked down to the pirate ship’s deck far below, where Captain Hook shook his one good fist at the fair-haired boy, dressed in green, far up in the crow’s nest.

Next, as he squatted in his loin-cloth, high in the vine covered tree, a gentle African wind carried with it, a strange aroma among the normal scents of the jungle, the aroma of a dangerous rogue elephant. as it came crashing through the underbrush.

Now the international man of danger lay flat against the skyscraper roof, binoculars to his eyes and studied the movement of the band of spies that were just coming ashore from the foreign submarine.

All too soon, mother called him down from his perch. Time for lunch and a nap. He had no need of a nap. He had been dreaming all morning.

Water for awhile.

Survival food for awhile.

Trash bags, TP, disinfectant wipes, and towels for awhile. Oh yes, buddy burners and a few yards of rope.

Tools for simple repair and construction.

His and hers duffle-bags with everything that NEMA, National Emergency Management Association recommends, was well as FEMA, Federal Emergency Management Agency. And other supplies recommended by various survivalist and preppers. I don’t think of Ella and myself as “peppers”, as a good scout I do believe in, “Be Prepared.” Oh yes, the truck and topper for temporary shelter.

God bless and g’nite.

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2020 March 23 Monday

2020 March 23 Monday in Liberty Hill TexasWelcome to our daily journal! Send Mail to: TomAndEllaJournal@gmail.comDay ten of being self isolated because of the corona-virus..Thoughts on Fog

Fog there was and fog there is. I pray it is fog, else the world beyond is disappearing. Hunkered down, miles from town, how am I to know that underneath the sodden, dripping, grey mass that the water tower, the churches, the gas stations, and stores are still there?

Thoughts on COVID-19

Facemasks, goggles, and gloves, hand sanitizers, disinfectants, and wipes; is this our new normal? Will ever we ride again buses, taxis, planes, and trains without fear of touching what others touched, of breathing in what others had breathed out?

Will people once again gather shoulder to shoulder, clasping hands, and giving hugs. Will worshippers pray, praise, and. sing, their voices muted by respirators?

Will those who cough or sneeze be set outside civilization, their faces covered, and made to yell, “Unclean!”?

airly early this mourning, I crawled into the topper and retrieved those two black storage boxes from the upper right corner. They are filled with freeze dried food.However, there was no rhyme nor reason to how they were laid inn the boxes. I brought them into the RV and sorted them. All of the same kind, e.g. Creamy Potato Soup, were stored together in grocery sacks. Using a Sharpe Pen, I labeled each sack with the contents. I also separated the entrees from the breakfast items, each to their own box.Both Ella and I had prescriptions read for pick up. So, I unsequestered myself and went to Cedar Park. Wal-Mart was beginning to restock, though paper products, flour, and eggs were nowhere to be found. Now we slide bank into isolation until possibly the thirty first. That is when Ella’s follow-up outs scheduled with her urologist… which may be cancelled.ust before five o’clock Ella and I went for our daily walk. We stopped at the.mail box. The letter Ella plac . ed in the box on Saturday was gone, but no new mail was present.8

God bless and g’nite.

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Day 176 in Texas

2020 March 22 Sunday

2020 March 22 Sunday in Liberty Hill Texas Welcome to our daily journal! Send Mail to: TomAndEllaJournal@gmail.comDay nine of being self isolated because of the corona-virus.The fog comes. on little cat feet. It sits looking. over harbor and city. on silent haunches. and then moves on.” – Carl Sandburg

Dark was the night and gray the morning.

Fog clings, a coat so thick amidst the chill.

Smothered in silence, I await the day.

his Sunday morning we were listening to hymns on YouTube while waiting for church service to begin on Cross Tracks Church’s Facebook page. Pastor John Saint’s sermon on Facebook is here.Tom Williams’s message for today, “Praising God In Times of Trouble.”unch for today: chicken and noodles over mashed potatoes, with green beans. I made the noodles with powdered eggs. And I made them the way I like them, thick, wide,and chewy. Some might call them dumplings. But they would be wrong, dumplings are much lighter and airier.apioca pudding for a nice, warm, afternoon snack. It really was just going to be vanilla pudding. I mistakenly added an extra cup of milk. So I added the tapioca to thicken that extra cup. It was good warm. Does anyone else really like the “skin” that forms on the surface of real, cooked pudding? It’s my favorite part. Because I made too much, there was an extra bowl.ur favorite board game is Fast Track. We have introduced it to many other people and they’ve become as addicted as we are. I tell people that it is easy to learn. It’s just hard to win.lla and I went for what had become a daily walk. Truly, we don’t walk far enough to count as exercise, but we at least get out and “git ta stink blowed off.”nce again sunset is indistinguishable from sunrise, like a library filled with only one book, every shelf the same, every day bound in the same cover. I’ve read this day before, too many times.

God bless and g’nite.

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Day 175 in Texas

2020 March 21 Saturday

2020 March 21 Saturday in Liberty Hill Texas Welcome to our daily journal! Send Mail to: TomAndEllaJournal@gmail.comDay eight of being self isolated because of the corona-virus.ll of the sky it’s so smooth that it appears to have been applied by a master plasterer. And like drying plaster, the sky lightened and whitener through the morning and early afternoon.ou will recall that, back on March 18, I was attempting to rain proof the truck topper. It didn’t work. The rains from yesterday and this morning successfully defeated my attempts to waterproof. Well played, Rain, well played. However, this was only battle. You have not won the war.Ella and I did go outside for a little bit. We walked to the mailbox and back. The neighbor boys are outside, with the basketball, shooting hoops. It sounds like they are having fun.

We received our census “invitation” yesterday. I was amused, ya let’s say I was amused, by the invitation followed by the implied threat, ” if you do not respond, we will need to send a Census Bureau investigator to your home.” We were responsible citizens and completed the information online, as we were invited to do.e were prepared far better than many. An extended stay at home is fine with us. We have food, shelter, and each of us has our best friend right here. W can ride this storm out.Another glorious gorgeous Texas sunset.

God bless and g’nite.

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Day 174 in Texas

2020 March 19 Thursday

2020 March 19 Thursday in Liberty Hill Texas

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Day six of being self isolated because of the corona-virus.

Throw back from October 2018. I was up to some Do-It-Yourself projects.

I ordered new headlights. The old ones have becomes so yellowed with age that they were nearly useless at night. The package arrived yesterday afternoon but I didn’t open them until this afternoon. It was a simple thing to remove the old ones and replace them with the new. They even came with bulbs. The bulbs were still good in the old set so now I have a spare set.

On the way home from choir practice this evening the difference in the headlights was remarkable. I think the low beams illuminated more than the old high beams.

I am building a deck for our RV. Replacing the foldout RV steps with standard stairs should make it easier to get in and out. I placed an order online with Home Depot. While at the center I received a text that it was ready. At Home Depot I just needed to show them the order number and a photo ID. A young man (at nearly 72 nearly everyone is a young man) named Steve brought up a cart with my items and loaded then into the truck.

lla and I took a quarter mile trek around the Stocktank today. To document it, I started the record button on my cell phone and then put it in my shirt pocket, making sure that the camera was out far enough to “see”what we were doing. When we returned home, I opened the file to see what I had recorded. My shirt is what I recorded. I had the camera turned backwards, facing my shirt.Ribs, broccoli, mashed potatoes, and biscuits for lunch. Yum.lla’s prescriptions were ready at Wal-Mart this afternoon. So off I went. As l long as I was going, I did some grocery shopping also. Most of the things I wanted were still our of stock. However, while I was checking out the cereals, I noticed a package kind of half hidden. At first, I thought it was paper towels. But I was wrong, it was eight rolls of toilet tissue.nderstand, the shelves were bare of tp, paper towels,and napkins. Yet someone had left that “Easter Egg” for me to find. Also understand that I didn’t buy them to hoard against the “end of the world,” as so many seem to be doing. Given the choice, I would have only purchased four rolls, which was all that I needed to restock our cupboard.

God bless and g’nite.

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