Are we safe, hidden in the highlands, hunkered down on the homestead; are we far enough away? No one enters the lands beyond our gate. But the contagion needs no invitation. The contagion does not wait. The highlands are infected. The contagion rattles at our gate.
Sounds ominous!
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Hark! The contagion rapping at your homestead gate. Very good, Sue. Too real. Stay well.
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The only one allowed through that gate is our UPS delivery driver🤗 Sadly, we no longer go out to greet him😷
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Ordered groceries on line. Curb pickup tomorrow. Don’t try to buy disinfectant or rubbing alcohol on line. Everybody is being so clean. 🙂
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