Love in the Time of COVID-19

In recent years the political and ideological  divide we’ve all been a witness to here in our Country and around the world  has been tremendously disconcerting.  It bubbles over as our governments and our peoples struggle to sort out and best react to the tremendous challenges of fighting a worldwide pandemic. Both economic and health concerns put an additional strain on an already beleaguered civil unrest and it can be hard to find a balance, to look for the good when it feels like the whole world has been shaken like a snow globe and the dust has yet to settle.  Some of us have lost our jobs, our source of income – or it’s been put on hold temporarily.  Others are on the front lines either in hospitals or food service stores, pharmacies, etc trying to protect their own health as well as that of their patients/customers.  Many are isolated from their loved ones, most are not living the life they had just three months ago.  The worst off are dying without family nearby to comfort them and say farewell.

When something as awful as this pandemic grabs us by the proverbial throat, something else happens along with it.  Remember the response we all had to the 9/11  terrorist attacks?   As horrifying as that event was, and I hope we never witness something like it again,  it also brought us together. There were flags everywhere!  People waved, honked, and thanked first responders, healthcare workers, police and firemen – those whose careers and COURAGE! put them on the front lines every day.  We were nicer to our neighbors, didn’t matter what their political affiliation or nationality,  they were us and we were them. We were proud of our flag and it stood for what it should – our pride and love for our Country.  We were Americans, all.   This virus spans the globe, not just our Country.  We’re really and truly all in this together.  Perhaps some good will come of it, a coming together of sorts as we figure out how to wade back into some sort of normal. Those flags are now rainbows drawn on sidewalks,  hearts in windows and on mailboxes,  red ribbons tied around trees. They say – THANK YOU,  WE’RE WITH YOU,  WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER.  And indeed, we are, once again.  Let the good things that come out of this pandemic ripple out and the togetherness remain.

In the meantime… I’ve picked up my paint brushes again to see what I can create…..finished this  last night … Little Cinnamon Beach, Peter Bay, St. John…

Made this a few days ago and oh, man.. easy to make, delicious too – give it a go if you like to cook, and maybe even if you don’t!  It’s sooo good…

And… I’ve been playing with goats! Our new little Star and Bella have been a wonderful distraction from the troubles of the world.   Goats are so friendly when raised with kindness. They call out to us when they see us walking up to their little pasture and come running to rub up against us.  If we’re sitting with them, they’ll lie next to us or try to climb up on our shoulders, no kidding! No pun in tended!

      As the world begins to lift the stay at home orders and businesses begin to re-open,  stay safe and be kind. Those with significant health issues will need to be as vigilant as ever.  Anxiety will still be present, the concerns are real and the virus has not gone away. As my friend Sean says at the end of every post… WashYourDamnHands.

Till soon, friends…

 

Love City

 

St. John USVI is also called Love City, a moniker that harks to the destination’s true promise of romance. It may be smaller than its siblings St. Thomas and St. Croix, but this petite isle is a big boy in the world of love.

I finished my little painting of Cruz Bay in Love City – and I decided to use it to raise funds to help Dana of The Carolina Corral on St. John.  With the COVID-19 restrictions, tourists are nonexistent, and with them, their donations and fees for the trail rides Dana provides with her small herd of rescued horses.  She also has donkeys, goats, dogs, cats, pigs and the occasional reptile – as she is one of only two rescues on the island. Water is scarse on the rocky island and she has to buy it along with the hay and grain  needed to care for the animals on her farm. I don’t think I’ve ever met a more selfless, hard working individual.   In the past two years  she and her animals survived two hurricanes, and now they’re in the midst of this pandemic along with the rest of us, struggling to get by.   Until tourists return, there are no trail riders, no fees to help pay for the supplies sorely needed and very few donations.

I’m having a printer friend make 5 x 7 notecards of my painting – blank inside with white envelopes.  I will give/mail a set of five note cards/envelopes to anyone who makes a suggested donation of $15.  directly to dana at Carolina corral – the donation button can be found at the bottom of her website – http://horsesstjohn.com/  

If you make a donation, please send me a message at trailblazer65@Hotmail.com  with your mailing address and I’ll send you the note cards.  Dana will let me know she received your donation.

I hope you’re all staying sane and well – a little COVID-19 humor, if there is such a thing…

Thanks for stopping by –

Karen 🌻