Isolation Diary: I pushed the boundaries of isolation today. Not my fault! I blame Jessie. She asked me to make some masks for her, Dean, and Duncan. I did. I had to delivery them, right? No telling when they would arrive if I mailed them. And then Maggie called and said Fig was fussy. Anyway we all ended up over at Jessie and Dean’s for lunch. Duncan had school but he got breaks. I held Fig. We older people, I include Duncan, did not hug but we did not keep 6 feet apart. That visit was so….what’s the word for being filled with delightful bubbles?….I was so…insert proper word…that I was able to do ‘desk work’ this evening. (This involved paper and numbers and a pen and a spread sheet.) I did not neglect the garden. The strawberry plants in my strawberry pot had sunk, compaction and loss of soil, so I fluffed their pillows, so to speak. It’s April but these little guys are weakly producing some fruit (recall that dry and mild February). Only one suitable for eating….which I did and it was delicious. So a day that included a variety of delights in this odd time. And I am grateful.