Ok so the pandemic’s not over
It’s been 8 months and we’re still not in clover
My quest is curtailed, my travel on hold
I’m eager, I’m ready, but not quite so bold
As I’d need to be to head off to Montana
Nebraska, Wisconsin, or North-South Dakota
Or Idaho or to lovely Wyoming
Because right now thats where the COVID is roaming.
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I keep hearing trump say that we’re rounding the bend
The illness and death will miraculously end.
Lucky for us, I can say with no hesitancy
the one thing that’s sure to end soon is his presidency.
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I could write a whole poem about the election we had,
And how through it all trump’s behavior’s been bad
And how the Republicans aid and abet as he tries
To undermine faith in the system with lies
But so far his lawsuits and whines and his boasts
Have gotten him nowhere; this loser is toast.
I eagerly sit here and await the day
When he ceases to matter and just goes away.
So while I could write that poem, I just won’t
If you feel like writing that poem, well, just don’t.
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So back to the fact that I spend all my days
At home in my bubble,. I can’t get away
To work on my 50 in Fifty, and so
I will tell you how my days tend to go.
To keep my self sane, I ride on my bike
go for countless dog walks and I frequently hike.
I signed up for boot camp, a most intense class
The sprints and sleds gave me a kick in the ass.
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At home I painted the trim super white
I cut down the trees with the lanternfly blight.
I painted the tin on the carriage house ceiling
And painted it red on the side that was peeling.
I went up to Maine when my mom had a scare
But she’s strong and she barely needed me there.
With clipper I attacked privet and stiltgrass and thorn
A tough job for which I was practically born
I did this at home and I did it away
Knotgrass at the pond, Olive at RHA.
I went to three handfuls of meetings, all Zooms
We couldn’t have met in the conference rooms.
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And lately I’m focused on my biggest dream
I’m building a strategy and creating a team
To convince several mayors and Somerset County
That building a new trail will bring with it a bounty-
Connected communities, happier, healthier peeps
Who get to know each other, and together they reap
The harvest of sharing in virtues, not vices
And also we get higher real estate prices.
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These things all of my time have been taking
And one things for sure; I’m not gonna start baking.
I leave it to others to take up this craze
To fold and to mix, to whisk and to glaze
So go ahead, please, breads and pastries, go bake.
I’m stopping by Cocoluxe and buying a cake.
Ah Kerry! Reading this made my day! It was both heartwarming and funny 🙂
Hope you are well! And I am sorry that Wyoming’s politicians could care less about COVID :/ Some of us are trying to be wise! Unfortunately some is not enough…
Mara, I just made a deposit for a Sierra Club service trip in Wyoming for next August. Gros Ventre Wilderness!